Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Jezebelle and Pyotr
Where: Jezebelle's house
When: 9:30pm

High as a kite and nowhere to go, Jezebelle had taken to playing dress up with clothes she hadn't worn in over a century. There were plenty of other things she should be doing, but after stressing herself out over Graham's sudden disappearance, she needed to let herself unwind a bit. The shots she'd had of Baked B probably weren't necessary, but they'd quickly done the trick. Now she hummed to herself as she curled her hair, pinning it up off her neck. Music played softly in the background and Jezebelle giggled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her lack of reflection seemed especially amusing tonight.

It had been a rather interesting series of days for little Pyotr, primarily that he now had the possibility of adding a new assassin to his toy chest, which was a prospect that left him about as giddy as...well...a kid. Flipping over the card that had this Jezebelle's information upon it, he decided exactly how he was going to go about acquiring her for his collection. Oh, who was he kidding? He was just going to throw money at her until he'd bought her loyalty. You really just couldn't beat assassins in that department, so long as the coin kept flowing then they were yours to command and frankly Pyotr really didn't think the coin was going to dry up anytime soon. Hopping out of the limo, he had his boys wait there and park around the corner. Yes, he preferred to travel in style, but he certainly wasn't going to just wave about his appearance for the entire neighborhood to see. Heading on up to the door, he stretched for a moment to ring the bell...then decided against it and just knocked instead.

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Who: Bianca and Nic
Where: A bar
When: Later evening

Drinking once should have been enough. Would have been enough if not for the fact that the other person Bianca had been drinking with was touchy-feely. And even drunk Bianca was not all that big on physical shows of affection. Not with people she was not actually with at that. Which probably explained why she did not have all that many friends - on top of the being creepy and slightly anti-social part. Ronnie was actually quite an odd choice for a friend seeing as how the other girl was very religious and Bianca was very not. Well, she knew all of the verses and the creeds and such, but she followed none of them. Mostly because anything even slightly related to religion made her stomach roll. Just the sight of Ronnie's Bible had been eye-twitch worthy and knowing that she kept it in the apartment... Bianca was sure that was the reason she could feel a migraine coming on. One of the ever-more constant migraines.

So she had made sure that Ronnie was safely in bed before she slipped out, wearing a simple pair of jean shorts, a black tanktop and flip-flops. Because who dressed up when all they were doing was going to a bar to get more drunk? Bad idea with the migraine coming. Or maybe it might actually help head it off. She had never actually tried to use alcohol as medication before so... hmmm... maybe that was an idea worth trying out. Being underage was not something she was worried about once she got inside because there were always guys willing to buy her a drink or two if she would just give them a smile. Giving one such man a smile she accepted the strong fruity drink she was given by the bartender and slipped off into a corner to nurse it on her own, ignoring the music and chatter as she tried to block out any onsetting bits of pain.

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Who: Opal and Victor
When: 3:00 pm
Where: Opal's house
Warning: Magic lessons followed by some NSFW

( She was easy to want. )