Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Dorian, Aiden, and Bram Moriarty (NPC)
Where: Nevermore
When: Evening

Dorian wasn't sure if the butterflies in his stomach were due to excitement, or if he was about to be physically ill. Bram Moriarty had agreed to meet with him and review the spell that might bring his brother home. That was his hope, but he had no idea if it would succeed. Either way, he would be in Bram's dept just for the assistance. Aiden was supposed to join them, as Dorian planned to track down the missing kids as soon as he had a chance. He had no idea just how long that would take. For now, he waited in the shop, thinking that would be the best place to meet up. It had the greatest number of extra supplies, should they need them.

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Needed, two part-time employees at Bargain Books. Hours and salary are negotiable. Good organization and people skills are desired. General knowledge of literature is helpful, but not required. Contact Hal Kilborne at XXX XXX XXXX.

Who: Danny & Keith
Where: Scarlet Oak Clinic
When: 8:45ish

( I was always fond of the Chipmunk version. But no Chipmunk song kicked more ass than the girls of rock and roll. That was my shit right there! )

Who: Kieran and Vanessa
When: Evening after work and after Unseen Answers is closed
Where: Unseen Answers


Vanessa had wanted to stop by the previous night, but had been roped into dinner with her boss. Not that she hadn't wanted to, or that it hadn't been fun- she just felt preoccupied with other things. Adjusting her shoulderbag on her white blouse which complimented her purple gypsy skirt with simplicity, Vanessa arrived at Unseen Answers. A little apprehensive about finding answers- or finding that there are no answers, whatever the case she needed help on these viewings and she couldn't do it herself. She eventually reached out and rang the inconspicuous bell at the front door that wasn't obviously there unless you knew it was there already, or were very observant. In Vanessa's case, she knew it was already there.


Kieran had been in the process of cleaning up around the shop when he heard the bell ring. He tilted his head to the side curiously before he walked over to the door and peeked out. "Oh. Hey, Vanessa! Come on down," he said in his best Pat Sajak voice. Then he opened up the door and stepped out of the way so she could actually get in. Kieran could definitely feel the apprehension rolling off of her in waves and now he was worried. "You alright?" he asked her in a concerned tone.


( Wherein Kieran sheds a little light on Vanessa's situation. )

Who: Miranda and an unfortunate NPC
Where: Outside of Monroe, MI, near the water
When: Late night, close to midnight
Warning: NSFW

She had been like a caged animal all day. The past two days had been a nightmare and she hadn't been able to get far enough away from Scarlet Oaks to do any real damage and it was starting to get on her nerves. It was like an itch under her skin she couldn't quite scratch. And she needed to scratch it until it bled. Add to that the fact that Miranda had been alive for near five centuries and she had nothing to show for it, aside from rather impressive collections, if she did say so herself. No, Miranda was alone, no child for her to raise, no little siren to teach the ways of her people. It was frustrating.

( She could feel the beat of the music pulsing in her skin and the sweat of the room, the hormones, it was almost tangible. This was her playground. )

Who: Justin and Johan
Where: Midland Music
When: The afternoon

( x )

Who: Tayne and Keagan
Where: The phone
When: Late-ish in the evening

Getting Krist settled had been harrying, but it'd happened. Tayne had retreated to his own bedroom with the phone, the Ann Arbor area phonebook, his were-notes journal, and his senses-charm. And he'd shut the door. Getting privacy wasn't really going to happen with another were in the house, but he could at least pretend.

Since he knew Keagan's name and profession, it was easy enough to look up his office in the phonebook and get his number. He just hoped it was a number he'd answer even at half-past nine in the evening. Flopping down on the bed, he dialed the number and waited hopefully. Or, rather, with dread. He'd been avoiding this call for a long time, it felt like, but with Krist under his roof... he really needed all the help he could get.

Who: Nate and Ezra
When: Afternoon
Where: Phone

Once he was able to leave Danny's, Nate drove away from the guy's house quickly, more focused on getting the hell out than anything else. He'd fucked up, but it wasn't really his fault. Tim had grabbed Nate's hand before Nate could do anything about it. So now Tim was the one harboring the curse, and there wasn't anything Nate could do about it. Picking up his cell phone from the passenger seat, Nate dialed Ezra's number while keeping an eye on the road ahead of him. Ezra would probably be pissed, but again, Nate didn't think it was really his fault.

Ezra was working. He knew he was going to have an exorcism or at least an investigation in the next day or two, so he had to be prepared, and have his current back of little projects all completed so he wouldn't be distracted by them. When the phone rang, he checked the caller ID and smiled. Nate must've delivered the curse. It was even early enough to still be quite potent.

"Hello, Nathaniel," he said lightly as he answered. "Good news, I hope?"

( It might be salvageable. )

Who: Wally & Connie
Where: Grocery store
When: Evening

( I Am The Walrus )

Who: Dorcas, Elizabeth, Evan
Where: Dorcas's Living Room
When: Late evening

( 'How about I call them girly pains for the sake of conversation?' )

Who: Griffin and Evan
When: Evening
Where: Random pool hall/bar

After work, Griffin wasn't exactly ready to just go home and veg out. He wanted to call Aria, but he didn't want to see too eager, so he decided to instead try and get one of his friends to go out for a drink or something equally as distracting. Unfortunately, most of his friends had obligations now, so it was difficult to convince someone to blow off the home life for a beer. After he had gotten home, he showered and changed and picked up his phone to scroll through his address book. He came upon Evan's name and punched the number quickly. He hadn't seen Evan in awhile, but hopefully the guy would be finished embalming corpses for the day and would be up for getting out.

( You'll be married in six months. )

Who: Isis and Niko
Where: Isis' place
When: 6ish at night
Rating: NSFW

As was her usual reaction when something upset her in the crying for hours way (as opposed to the furious upset. When that happened, Mickey bought it.), Isis was cowering under her bed, whimpering and panting. She'd managed to space off as much of Seth's bullshit as she could during work, but when she got home and saw he didn't even have the decency to say anything, she'd just broken down.

Taboo. She knew that was bullshit. But it made her hurt to think her brother couldn't accept Niko just because he was a human. It made her not want to be a werecat. Which she'd never wanted. She always been proud of her heritage, proud of being Bastet House. As happy being a cat as a human. Sometimes happier.

But right now? She wanted to tell her whole family to take their damned rules and taboos and stuff it up their fuzzy butts. Besides, as far as she knew, there weren't any damned rules about mating with humans.

Godsdamn Seth.

Isis had hurled her cartouche into the wall in frustration. The chain snapped at the impact, the heavy pendant leaving a good sized dent where it bounced off. She kept her engagement ring, it was clutched in the claws of one of her front paws.

She wanted Niko. She wanted Seth to stop being a bastard and start being her brother again. But for now she wanted Niko. She wanted him to hold her and pet her and tell he loved her. He would never try to make her choose between him and her family. He would never hurt her and refuse to tell her why. He loved her.

Who: Danny and Tim (NPC)
Where: The Montgomery Household
When: Monday evening, a little bit after 8 at night

( A curse doesn't have to fall on someone to impact them... )

Who: Jackson and Michael (NPC)
Where: Michael's Greenhouse
When: Monday afternoon, like 3ish

( Better than nothing. And yes, I AM a fan of the ellipses. )

Who: Robbie and Dorcas
When: Lunchtime
Where: The park

( Chitchat with a Ghost )

Who: Graham and Jezebelle
Where: Moonlit Garden
When: Night
Warning: Illegal substances

( Will it taste like chicken? )

Who: Jovie and Nic
When: Afternoon
Where: Kalos Jewlery

The morning had been slow, business wise, which was just fine with Jovie. She spent the free time to catch up on her inventory, send out and reply to emails, and contact a few people overseas who had pieces she was dying to get her hands on. She stayed in the back for a bit, polishing two new ruby rings before bringing them out to set them in the glass cases. By lunchtime, she had sold a few more pieces, none of which would bring actual happiness to their owner, but that was the whole point. People bought jewelry from her for beauty and flash. She sold them boils, nightmares and misery. It was an ideal situation for her, at least.

Once the store was empty, Jovie got back on her computer, opening up a few emails at the counter. Business might have been slow in town, with people preoccupied with all the vampires, missing kids and weather, but Jovie was selling items like mad online.

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For pschyological analysis and other big words that are hard to spell.

( Filler )

Who: Isaiah Williamson and Verity Marlowe
When: Around 3 in the afternoon
Where: The Owl's Nest
What: Random visit!



Isaiah wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his chef's coat. Today's lunch rush had been busy, but things were starting to slow down now, giving the kitchen time to prepare for the evening to come. As it was Isaiah was out back, working on peeling potatoes. Grunt work, to be sure, but it kept his mind distracted. Some of the other cooks hated it, but it was peaceful to him, like how some people might listen to music or read to wind down after a long day.

Running into Vanessa earlier in the day had been a good start. And the day was running smoothly so far, which was nice, so when his father came in an hour from now, Isaiah could tell him that he'd held down the fort, kept everything from going to hell. He still took a lot of pride in that, running the restaurant, getting everything right. It wasn't just about the food anymore - all things considered, the food had been the easy part.

He was halfway through the potatoes when one of the servers came back into the kitchen to get him. "You have a visitor," the girl said before flitting back out onto the floor, presumably to wait on one of her tables. At least, that was what Isaiah hoped she was doing. Washing his hands, he took off his apron and stepped out to see who it was.

Who: Isaiah Williamson and Vanessa Peregrine
When: Late morning
Where: Coffee shop near Isaiah's apartment
What: Catching up! He's doing a lot of that today ;)



(  'I may not even let you order off the menu, I'd just make you something.'  )