Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Grayson and Saoirse
When: Mid-evening
Where: Heme

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Who: Rina, Elin (NPC) and Trouble (NPC)
Where: Celestia --> Roof of a church
When: Late evening

( Forgive the urgency )

For a Lucy solo

For Grant and Raya

For Xander and Cleo

Who: Seiko. Marcus, Asami and Karen (NPC's)
Where: Her house
When: Various points during the day
Warning: Disturbing content. Really.

( Everybody says time heals everything... but what of the wretched hollow, the endless inbetween? )

Who: Kiara, Kumiko, and a demon (NPC)
Where: Streets
When: Noontime
Warning: Violence

( Break it all before you rot away )

Who: Erin, Evan, Jasper, and Mrs. Forsythe ((NPC... wait, what?))
Where: Forsythe home
When: Morning

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Who: Saoirse, Nic, and a bit of Zania
When: Early evening
Where: Wrecker Road/Heme

( LOUD NOISES )

Who: Salvatrix and Domina
When: Midday
Where: Ad Gustum

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For Melody and Aldwin :)

Who: Amelia and Locke
Where: Amelia’s home
When: Shortly after this

( It's just a shot away. )

Who: Ophelia and open!
When: Late night
Where: Division street

( Ophelia was having a most educational day. )

After Eddie left, Ophelia continued working in the apartment. Putting away what needed to be put away, going through her belongings, and getting ready for the night. Oh yeah. She had big plans for the night. The town was closed up, but she had everything she needed to at least start making up for all the time she’d lost. After the sun went down, Ophelia headed up the three flights of stairs to the roof, case in hand. She picked a good spot at the edge of the roof – a place where she could see the entire street. That was where she set up the M40 sniper rifle. Then, she sat Indian-style on the rooftop and began ripping strips of white cloth. With sticks and torn cloth, she fashioned four large white flags. That done, she removed a knife from her boot (yes, she finally had shoes), and sliced into the palm of her hand.

Ophelia grinned as she fashioned her bait.

Once each white flag was stained red with angelic blood, she affixed one each to all four corners of the rooftop. There wasn’t much in the way of wind, just a faint breeze here and there. Just enough to put the scent in the wind for any more legionaries that happened to be hanging around. She bloodied one more cloth, which she tied tightly around a brick – which she promptly dropped into the street below. Only then did she heal her wound, and return to her weapon. She was still grinning as she stretched out on the rooftop, aligning her sights as she waited. She didn’t have to wait long. Within four minutes a legionary appeared, sniffing at the wind as it crept through an alleyway. Ophelia took it down with a single bullet, blessed with holy magic, right between the eyes. She popped her gum and blew a bubble. “That’s it, boys,” she murmured in urging with a smirk on her face. “You set ‘em up, and I’ll knock ‘em down.”

Who: Locke, his parents (NPC), and a Legionnaire of Haures (NPC)
Where: Hartley residence
When: Early evening
Warning: Violence and gore

( You cover ground with a dangerous life. )

Who: Adam and Ross
Where: Their respective homes via phonelines
When: Noontime

( I will follow you down and out. )

Who: Alex and Bella
When: Midday
Where: First Baptist Church

( I'd thought you'd want the same for me. )

For Kai, Rigby, and Harley

Who: Bradley and Eva Krasner
Where: Their cottage
When: Dinnertime


( But time makes you bolder, children get older, and I'm getting older, too. )

Who: Graham and Jezebelle
Where: Their home, then a club in Ann Arbor
When: Evening
Warning: NSFW
Note: Incomplete

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For Missy and Elena and a good bit of violence.