Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Madeleine and Zaviar + NPC familiars
Where: Zaviar's home
When: After noon

( You know how to feel guilty? Now I've seen everything. )

Who: Cheyenne and Missy
Where: Cheyenne's home
When: Hour before sunset

( I won't even bare my fangs at her. )

Who: Star and Venus
Where: Venus's car
When: Little after five p.m.

( Which was why she was sitting on top of Venus's car in the parking lot, toying around with her glamours. )

Who: Faith and Frankie
Where: Their home
When: Early evening

( Oh you had better have a really good reason for what you're doing right now or this is going to be a baaaaaaaaaad night. )

Who: Mason and Nicci
When: Morning
Where: Mason's place

Nicci was trying not to be annoyed with Mason. No, really! He and the twins had just been through an ordeal, and they were all going to probably have pretty different ways of dealing with that. Hell, the whole family had to deal. Nicci's method of dealing had been hovering back and forth between the twins' hospital rooms and threatening anyone who tried to stop her in the most explicit way possible. When all of her brothers were released, Nicci had even gone back to the family home and slept in her old bedroom. She had not fought with either of her parents. She was doing her part. And Mason should have been, too. She'd asked around, and the rumors were all that he'd been strictly staying in the company of the redhead mutt. Nicci's rampage of anger was only overruled by her overwhelming concern for the twins. She tried to tell herself it wasn't true. As alpha, he had other responsibilities first. He should have checked on the twins, and asked about the pack, and... I'm not thinking about this, Nicci told herself, as she pulled in front of Mason's apartment building. She could give a little for once, only because she was worried about him, too. Didn't that selfish bastard realize there were other people in the world who gave a shit about him?

No matter. She'd go to him. She could do that. It killed her a little on the inside, but a lot of things she did on a daily basis had that effect on her. What was another crack in her shell in the long run? Getting out of the car, Nicci headed inside and went straight up to Mason's door, giving it a slightly softer version of her patented 'open this door and bow before me' knock. Softer because of the recent trauma, not because he was her brother and technically, her alpha. Because before anything else could be done, she had to give him back the pack. And take another crack in her shell.

Who: Ryan and BJ (and possibly familiars)
When: Evening
Where: Byrne house

Liam finally being back to normal meant that Bonnie was finally indulging in a selfish day. It was highly overdue. She'd taken Endellion out for mani/pedis -- her preferred salon no longer batted an eye at being told that yes, her familiar was getting her nails done too, and if no one there was willing to take her money in return for the service there were plenty of places in town that would -- gotten a massage and facial, and then had promptly returned home and commandeered the living room for her own use. She'd changed into her PJs sometime around three in the afternoon, grabbed a soft pink blanket from her room, and collapsed onto the couch in front of some trash television. She'd dozed off a few times and had eventually ordered a pizza, the remains of which had long since gone cold in the box on the coffee table.

She'd eventually fallen asleep again while watching some reality show on the E! network, and when next she opened her eyes, the room was dark but for the glare of the TV. BJ blinked at the television and then closed her eyes, fully prepared to go back to sleep, when she realized she'd woken up for a reason. She could hear footsteps on the porch. One of her brothers was apparently home. Thinking about it only for a moment, BJ grabbed the remote and shoved it in the cushions under her butt, sleepily staking her territory. Then she triumphantly closed her eyes again.