Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Raina and Isaiah
Where: Their respective homes/Over the phonelines
When: Mid-Afternoon
What: Reassurances and Stability

The call to the number her father had given her, that he'd gotten from the news, had summoned a small crew to get rid of the demon's remains from behind her home before she returned. She hadn't wanted to see the decapitated body, or the black blood that stained the green grass in that previously pleasant field. Hadn't wanted the undeniable evidence that her nightmare was based in concrete reality. She wasn't a coward, she just knew herself well enough not to invite more of that unsettled, uncomfortable feeling into the pit of her stomach.

Being told she could go home would have been more of a joy if not for her sister's departure, the moment it was considered remotely safe. Rowena had not even taken the time to do more than take the absolute essentials form the rooms that had been her and Caius'. The two sisters had hardly spoken while Raina had helped her nephew pack a bag of his things, Rowena doing the same for herself. Aside from extracting a promise from her younger sister to send on the remainer of her things, on to the house she had shared with her ex-husband, Greg, they had not talked at all.

The shreds of speech that did pass between them were stilted and lacking their usual warmth. Caius, Raina saw, looked between his mother and his aunt, confused and troubled. It was partially why, just before her sister and nephew had left, Raina knelt before the little boy. She hugged him close, and while she didn't deny that she she'd had an argument with his mother, she promised to always be on the other end of the phone. Raina had been firm in her assurances that she loved him, and that her upset was not with him, was never with him.

( Call me, call me any, any time. )

Who: Erika and Bella
Where: Seeds of Beauty
When: late afternoon

( Now that she knew what she was up against )

Who: Adelle and her mother Ryndana(NPC)
Where: Phonelines
When: 11:45PM

( But that doesn't mean I don't love you. )

Who: Tessa Rogers and Fina Gallo
Where: Random bar with an open mic night
When: Late evening




( It had never occurred to her to keep her mouth shut when she was sober and she sure as hell wouldn't once she was drunk. )

Who: Graham, Jezebelle, Nikita, and Anne (NPC)
Where: Nikita's residence
When: Evening

( And the heart is hit in a city far away, but it feels so close )

Who: Lex, Tanith, and some unfortunate NPC
When: Either very late or very early, depending on one's perspective
Where: Ad Gustum

( You really thought we'd let these two rest for even a second? Pffff.... )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Somewhere along the Atlantic
When: Afternoon

( Eat your heart out, Sea World! )

Who: Galen and Lucy
Where: Galen’s apartment in Ann Arbor
When: about 10:10 pm

( It's like cheating but more horrifying. )

Who: Pyotr and Neil
Where: Near Cherryblossom Place
When: Much later than a little boy should be out
Why: Because you don't break a little boy's toys

It was a nice night for a stroll, Pyotr decided. He'd left his boys back at home after having his fill and feeling rather invigorated decided that he'd walk around a little downtown. It wasn't as if anybody was going to actually attack him or anything, if some idiotic human thought to strike him then they'd be dead before they could realize what was going on. Plus, most of the lowlife scumbags that walked the streets were on his payroll anyway, and you don't attack the boss unless you have a death wish...and are a really big masochist. Still, there was a reason for his walking about other than the fact that he wanted to enjoy the evening, this happened to be the neighborhood nearby Nikita's establishment and would therefore be a prime area to find that Neil gentleman. It was a roll of the dice as to whether or not the man would show, but...oh scratch that, there he was.

He matched the intel that Pyotr had received...though there was no monkey. He was hoping for the monkey. Oh well, and with a shrug Pyotr put on an illusion much more sinister than anything he usually did with his powers. With a quivering lip and a sniffle of his nose he assumed the posture of a scared little boy looking for his parents. He lost all of the deadly confidence contained within his voice to complete the ruse and started calling out, "...Mummy? Where are you, Mummy?"

And that folks, was quite possibly the only thing Pyotr could say without sounding like he just flew in from Stalingrad.

Who: Fiona and Puck
Where: His apartment
When: Around 7PM evening
Why: Star Wars and some much needed post demon fun.
Rating: PG-13 tops

( In a galaxy called Scarlett Oak a Jedi and a lady of King Arthur's court bond... )

Who: Jace and Calista
Where: Their apartment
When: Late that evening
Why: Because Jace refuses to live with this level of mopeyness

Heading back from his day on the town, and telling Quinn to stop speaking about the unspeakable for the fifth goddamn time, Jace had stopped by Blockbuster to pick up a few things. Remembering that he was heading home to a girl who even amidst mind shattering demon attacks still couldn't stop moping about the douche that broke her heart, he'd decided to be a bit proactive and do something about it. Granted the closest things he had to sisters growing up were the Williamson's girls, he still thought he knew precisely how to cheer up a broken heart. With Lizzy's first crush he'd taken her out to the backyard and had a tea party with her, and while he was pretty sure that Calista probably wouldn't dislike a tea party, he wasn't really in the mood. So he decided on the next best thing.

Plastic bags in hand he opened the door and walked over to Calista's room, gently knocking on the door he waited a moment before saying, "Cali girl, come on out here. We gotta talk." If sitcoms had taught him anything, and much to the chagrin of most they had taught him far too much, Jace knew that any broken heart could be cured with a night of chick flicks and ice cream...which is what Jace had brought home in droves. God help him he was gonna bite the Hugh Grant shaped bullet.

Who: Cora Callahan and Fable Morrison (along with Fable's daughter Ainsley, NPC'd)
Where: The local Target
When: Late afternoon



( In the wake of the last demon attack, Fable was determined not to let her fears keep her inside one more day. )

Who: Kikuya, Makoto (NPC), Subaru (NPC), and a variety of other NPCs
Where: Akuno residence in the Shibuya district of Tokyo, Japan
When: 2am-ish
Warning: NSFW

( So this is the only way. I'm sorry, mama. )

Who: Thomas and Annaliese
What: Patching Up
When: Early Afternoon
Where: Anywhere But Here

This was his part, sitting at the makeshift 'command' of the civilian groups going out. For once he was the support, not one of those heading out for recon, or ambush, or hitting some enemy camp. It had been offered, but Thomas understood himself well enough to want to avoid being one of those who actively chased demons with individuals who looked too trigger happy for his own good.

The extension of his abilities, the growth, rather, so recent, still had him adjusting to the brightness of it. His healing spells had always been decent, but now were stronger, faster, and easier to perform. And in a Healer capacity, he could be of the most help, even if most of it was waiting around for someone wounded to come in. He could handle waiting, much of his years in Iraq and Afghanistan had been endless hours of waiting, punctuated by brief periods of violence.

Han whined low in his throat as he sat on the floor beside his Witch, 'Boring. This is incredibly boring, even for you."

Who: Katia and Nikita
Where: Cherryblossom Place's main office
When: Late evening

( Another gun thrown down in surrender took away your fear. )

Who: Kikuya and Ravyn
Where: Sense Restaurant in Tokyo, Japan
When: Dinner time!

( There's no second chance if I miss it. )

Who: Kinah, a Legionary of Andras and Dominic (NPCs)
When: Midnight
Where: Kinah's backyard

Sometimes Kinah thought she could have been an actress. Weren't it for everything else she did that was so un-starlet like, of course. But she had a knack for the dramatic when such suited her, and she was good at pretending.

( Every enemy shall tremble at the sound of My name coming from your lips )

Who: Harley Villetta and Kai Gillis
Where: Phonelines to start
When: Afternoonish



( Adding to the fact that said parts would have be painted and installed, and Harley was looking at a very sad summer filled with lots of work and little money left over for all of his social activities. )

Who: Zeke McMahon and Calista Kosko, along with Zeke's familiar Scooby (NPC)
When: Late afternoon
Where: Calista's house to start, then who knows?
What: Seriously, who trusts these two in a car with a full tank of gas? Even we don't know what might happen.



( Getting out and doing something fun, now that Scooby wasn't freaking out quite so bad, was definitely required. )

Who: Liliya, Naoki, and Snowball (NPC)
Where: Kennedy residence
When: Early evening

( I've always longed for undividedness and sought stability )