Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Harper and Josh

Who: Castel and Camilla
When: Early Afternoon
Where: Camilla's condo at Cherryblossom Place

( We Practice Black Magic! )

Who: Marco
When: Night
Where: Marco's Apartment

( Today had been full of so many sins. )

For Weston/Annie.

Who: Donna and OPEN!
Where: Music store in Scarlet Oak
When: Afternoon


( She killed it with kisses and from it she fled. )

Who: Kristen
Where: Nikita's house
When: Morning

( There was something important about the cross. )

WHO. Wesley, Maxine & Charlie (NPC)
WHERE. Outside of the grocery store
WHEN. Early afternoon

( Way to make a first impression )

Who: Emilia and Nysa (NPC'd children)
Where: Nysa's home
When: Early evening

( I know it's gonna be a long time. )

WHO. Matilda & OPEN Lazarus (probably some appearance by Luke)
WHERE. Outside of the Budget Lodge
WHEN. Morning


( I just wanted to let you know that I’m okay, that everything’s okay. )

Who: Tessa, Jackson, and Troy (NPC'd)
Where: Troy's apartment above the dojo
When: Afternoon


( And all you wanted was somebody who cares. )

WHO | Katia, Missy, and Nikita
WHERE | Nikita's home
WHEN | Morning
WARNINGS | A hint of violence


( She couldn’t wait to break the news. )

Who: Harrison and Jesse.
Where: A local takeout.
When: Evening.

It was chilly enough outside to warrant a jacket and a coat over the top and Harrison had made sure to pull both on over the t-shirt he’d been wearing before stepping out of his apartment and heading down to the lobby so he could step out to grab some dinner. There was enough in his kitchen to make himself something to eat but none of it had grabbed his fancy and when he’d opened a drawer and found a couple of menus there -- had he put them there or had they already been there when he’d moved in? -- he’d decided to brave the elements to grab the food himself instead of making someone else bring it to him. There was no sense in being lazy, after all.

Besides, it would give him time to think about all the messages and emails he kept getting that didn’t make much sense to him. Why people he didn’t even know -- or did he? they seemed to know him well enough -- were contacting him about vampires and werewolves and witches and God only knew what else he couldn’t even begin to imagine. If it was important for some reason he couldn’t remember why no matter how hard he’d tried and that was bothering him more and more. So he wanted to get out for a while and get some fresh air, kill two birds with one stone by picking up some food at the same time.

The phone went off in his pocket again -- again, it seemed to go off once every ten minutes at least -- and pulled his attention down and to the right as he drew it out to look at it, approaching the takeout place without really watching where he was going. At the last second he realised someone else was doing much the same and pulled himself up short, his free hand halfway to the door handle as he said, “Oh, sorry. After you.” To his credit he grabbed the handle and pulled the door open for the woman, giving her a smile as he did so, just as apologetic as the words that had come before the gesture.

Who: Keelin & Reggie
Where: Reggie's apartment
When: Evening

( All day, she had felt the tidal wave of heartbreak treatening to overtake her, but she managed to fight it. )

Who: Rebekah and Nico
Where: A cell phone store
When: Mid-morning

Not having a phone made absolutely no sense to Rebekah. She didn't even want to begin wondering how she had managed on her trip without it, mostly because whenever she tried her head got fuzzy and eventually, it would start to ache. She had tried. At this point Rebekah could only attribute it all to a weeks long bender somewhere exotic - maybe Cabo? definitely somewhere warm. It was her type of place, and it would explain why she hadn't taken her favorite boots with her. There was no need for boots in Cabo. Not to mention, she knew how to play as hard as she worked...and she worked quite hard. Perhaps she had even lost her phone on said bender. She sure seemed to have lost everything else, given how little she had brought back. That only made sense. She hadn't checked in with work yet, assuming she had also taken a leave of absence, maybe to wait for the results of the grant she had asked for to fund her own research. At least she could distinctly remembering that having been a goal some time ago. In any case, now that she was back there was no reason not to have a phone.

So here she was, looking through the window of the store where she thought she might have had a contract already. At least it sounded more familiar than the others. Instead of talking to shop assistants Rebekah much preferred to compare specifications on leaflets, so she went in, grabbed one and moved out of the way to stand in front of a demo shelf no one was looking at at the moment.

WHO | Jadyn & Jaladhi
WHERE | Jaladhi’s home
WHEN | Evening

( There were even some of her screaming. )

Who: Charlene
Where: Lake Erie
When: Mid-morning
Notes: "Italicized speech" is... mermaid language. NPC death. Mermaid eating habits.

( She had eaten human before - it was not going to kill her. )

Who: Keelin & Kahlan
Where: Her apartment
When: Morning, before school

( She very much did not want to know what was inside of the box. )

Who: Jesse, Rina and Trouble (NPC)
Where: The SO cemetery!
When: around 11am

Just before flying out to the States Jesse had gotten herself the brand new iPhone, and she had been appropriately delighted with it. Since going on her recon trips around Scarlet Oak Jesse had taken to using its lovely camera to take pictures of landmarks and interesting things around town, in an effort to get better acquainted with it. She had planned to do this today as well, like yesterday and the day before. Only today...it was different. Ever since she had woken up Jesse had been consistently thinking of a name. Devon. It came to her in the shower as she saw the ages old knee scar (I told you not to jump Jay my legs are taller I can make it but you're tiny still, I could have picked you up!), then as she brushed her teeth in the mirror, as she got dressed...Who was Devon? Jesse didn't know anyone by that name that she could remember right away.

Did she? Now, after a very confused and quick breakfast, she was no longer sure. If she got distracted she would see a face, a smiling face with a grin that lit up the cloudiest day - but every time she did, Jesse was invaded by an immense sense of dread, almost like loss but not quite. Because whoever he was, he was not dead. Jesse knew that now, as sure as she was standing in front of the entrance to the local cemetery. Why couldn't she remember him properly, though? It felt tightly connected to why she was here, Jesse now realized, but that still told her nothing.

It was with a very disturbed spirit that she snapped another picture of the gate before making her way inside. Call her morbid, but cemeteries could be aesthetically pleasing - not to mention quiet as nowhere else in any town. Jesse needed to think, it was only right.

Who: Desi, Gia and Whuffles {NPC}
Where: Gia's apartment
When: Morning

( Desi, dear. The guinea pig is talking to me. )

Who: Missy and Nikita
Where: Home
When: Early afternoon

( 'Nikita? do you remember when I died?' )