Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Keelin and Reggie (with various NPCs)
Where: Reggie's apartment
When: Morning

( Tell your mother. )

Who: Nora and Zoie
Where: Hospital --> Their apartment
When: Mid-morning

"What I don't understand," Zoie said for what had to be the sixth time since waking up. "Is why I'm attached to all of this when it doesn't look like I need it." She had a broken arm and various cuts and scrapes, yes, but why was she hooked up to an I.V. and heart monitor? She had been staring at that little box and it seemed like everything was fine! Sure, she was just a lab technician, but she was pretty sure she knew when a heart was acting up. Actually, she felt like she had intimate knowledge of that for some reason. And with this hospital. I work here, that's it. Yes, that was it and Zoie was going to stick with that story instead of anything else. Which was probably was she was adamant that she not see her chart. A niggling feeling in the back of her mind told her that she already knew what was there, but she was fine with not thinking about it. She would rather stay there in the bed being happy and waiting for... something. Something was going to happen. Oh, yes! She was being discharged today! Turning towards the nurse who was cleaning around the house, Zoie opened her mouth. "Hey, do you know who-"

Her voice cut off when the door opened to reveal an older blonde who made Zoie's face lit up in a smile. "Nora!" Her big sister was here to take her home! Finally. Even though she was having a bit of trouble remembering exactly what had happened in the previous days, Zoie knew that she had been here for more than long enough. Anytime a hospital room started to feel familiar it had been long enough. "I'm so glad you're here; tell them to get this I.V. out of me so we can go." She glanced at the nurse again and wiggled her arm, eyebrow arched suggestively.

For Gabe/Daveigh

e___e done.

For a Jenny solo!

Dear God. Did I get anything done this game day?

For Nysa and Emilia!

For a solo!

For Chey and Sammy!

For Kahlan solo!

For Dalila and Lumen!

Who: Eileen and Emyli
When: Morning (Too damn early!)
Where: Emyli's Eileen's trailer?

( she was scared and she wasn’t about to go through that alone )

Who: Carter.
Where: The Budget Lodge; his room.
When: Morning.

When he woke it was with soreness radiating through his back and joints that spoke of strain and for a few moments that was enough to give him pause, remaining still in the bed that didn’t feel as comfortable as a decent mattress ought to. It was only when he slowly and carefully pushed himself up and into a sitting position that he realised why it felt the way it did, why there was a slightly peculiar smell coming from all direction and a strange feel to the carpet that spoke of too much use and too little care and maintenance. The room was a cheap one, budget in every way imaginable, dingy decor and unpleasant scars on the walls and stains in the corners that had Carter’s features shifting into a look of displeasure before it passed as quickly as it had come over him.

There was a good reason for him being here despite the fact that he could do better, why spend money on a roof and four walls when the basics would do the same job and leave funds for other essentials?

It was as he was digging around for the twin to the sock he had in his hand that he felt a shape beneath the bed that had nothing to do with the structure of the frame itself, making him step back and tilt his head to try and see what it was down there, his dark hair briefly falling across his field of vision before he swept it back with his free hand. The sock was tossed onto the bed as he lowered to a crouch and reached with both hands to the dark shape, clearly a bag or a case of some kind, ( more likely the former as he made contact with it and felt the material shift beneath his touch. )

Who: Nico.
Where: His and Gerlinde’s house.
When: Morning.

When he awoke it was with a start, sucking in a lungful of air that felt at the same time too little and too much, his chest heaving for the first few seconds before the rhythm eased and returned to something akin to normal. It was like coming up for air after being held underwater. Disorienting and a little overwhelming, a relief in the purest sense. With dark eyes he scanned the room to find the threat where there was none, the sense of vague foreboding hanging over his head like an ominous storm cloud. There was something nearby that could harm him, something at an uncomfortable proximity that he would do better to have greater distance from, but nothing in the room indicated what. Alone as he was in the room it was impossible to figure out why he felt the tightness of anxiety at the top of his abdomen, a tense discomfort that had him pulling himself from the bed and up onto his feet.

Nico pushed his hair from his face as he moved from the room, his footfalls so quiet they were almost silent. The house was hushed, gloomy for the dark shades closed over every window, his eyes narrowing at the sight of them. Had they always been like that? Was that what was making him feel so disoriented? The clock on his nightstand had said it was morning but there was next to no light in the house. It wasn’t natural for a person to wake up when it was dark, that went against what most people called a body clock, but before he could reach the window and open the dark shutter to let in some light he noticed the door that was ajar, alongside the same side of the house as his own room.

There was someone in there. Though there was no sound coming from within Nico knew there was someone else in there.

With one hand he gingerly eased the door open a little more to look through, his body poised to jump back and away. When the door was wide enough so that he could see through the gap it was easy enough to pick out the shape of someone beneath the sheets of a bed within. A woman, small and light.

Gerlinde. The name was provided in a whisper from the back of his brain along with a low humming sense of biting disapproval. Dislike. Distaste. Nico felt his expression shift accordingly and stepped back from the door just as silently as he had approached it, looking around at the house's interior. Gerlinde was someone he didn’t like, didn’t trust. How long had they been sharing a house? Why? ( Had she done something to make up for the mistakes of the past? )

For Leo solo!

Who: Savvy.
Where: Her apartment.
When: Late morning.

Sleeping in was one of Savvy’s specialties, if there was no need for her to get up then she saw no point in doing so. It was the sound of a loud discussion in the apartment next door that had her stirring more than anything, a disruption she couldn’t just ignore by burying her head under one of her pillows because they were being so loud about it. Whatever it was, and she could only get snippets here and there, they weren’t happy, that much was for sure. Savvy was all for people getting things off their chest but not at the expense of their neighbours, because come on, some people hadn’t gone to sleep until--

What time had she gone to sleep?

Opening her eyes and pulling her head from beneath the pillow that was a crappy sound muffler she looked around the room, her red hair a tangled mess around her head, momentarily obstructing her field of vision. There were a couple of sketchbooks at the foot of the bed that she thankfully hadn’t managed to send sprawling in her sleep and a laptop computer was hibernating on the floor down beside the frame within reach if she leant over to grab it. She didn’t. What had she been doing anyway?

Sitting up and rubbing her hand through her hair and then over her face she yawned and tried to stretch the sleepiness away, making a few choice silly noises as she did so because nothing felt better than a good long stretch in the morning.

The flutter of wings had her pulling up short with a yelp. ( Pigeon? )

Who: Liliya and Naoki (NPC)
Where: Home
When: Mid-afternoon
Notes: "Italicized speech" denotes sign language being used.

( And that alone said worlds to her about how much the witch meant to her: she had already forgotten what he said he was going to be doing today. )

Who: Tessa, her now-silent familiar Inaki (NPC), and OPEN
Where: Outside Camelot Place to start
When: Morning


( Who really cares 'cause it's your life, you never know, it could be great. )

Who: Kiley and Mason
Where: Mason's apartment
When: Morning
Note: This post has a good chance of wandering into some NSFW territory. ;)


( All this love, love, love in the dark. )

Who: Linnea and Dagmar (other Niemi NPCs)
Where: Niemi home
When: Morning
Warning: Happy Niemi's >>

( 'Satu, is that your snake?' )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: The river
When: Late morning

( Charlene had a bag. )

Who: Daveigh and Harper.
Where: Harper's apartment above Sherry's Bakery.
When: Evening.

( Being alone in the car wasn't ideal, it gave her time to think and all that did was make her upset all over again. )