Light of May ::: an original roleplay

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Roxy's home
When: Late afternoon
Note: 'This dialogue' is written words.

( Sometimes I hate being a mute. )

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

( Charlene had a bag. )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Charlene's shed
When: Directly following this (Early evening)

( Charlene had never really thought about her mortality before. )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Outside the high school
When: Later afternoon

( Charlene wanted to surprise Roxy. )

Who: Charlene and Melia
Where: Redleaf Lake
When: Evening

( Nixie was definitely gone. )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
When: Early Evening
Where: The Diaz house

( You may lose a few siblings before the night is over, but she’s going to have a great birthday. )

Who: Charlene and Liam
Where: the frozen yogurt shoppe!
When: afternoon

( Let your body get a tolerance )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Down by the river
When: Afternoon

( I've got whoosits and whatsits galore - you want thingamabobs? I got twenty. )

Who: Charlene and Ulysses
When: Late afternoon
Where: By the river

( 'There is nothing interesting in this town.' )

Who: Charlene and Roxy
Where: Diaz home
When: Later afternoon

( Still have one more question on my mind. )

Who: Charlene and Nixie
When: Late afternoon
Where: The river

( It's a milestone, but she's down on her luck. )

Who: Charlene and Miikko
Where: Along the riverside
When: Afternoon

( Talking to turtles is healthy. )

Who: Charlene and Frankie
Where: Lenore's Bookstore & Cafe
When: Mid-afternoon

( You dream about going up there, but that is a big mistake. )

Who: Renee, Charlene and Vivianna
Where: The park
When: At night

Renee had been doing a little therapeutic shopping when the news of what was happening in Ann Arbor broke. She was informed by an employee coming from the break-room of the shoe store she had been in while paying for a beautiful pair of ankle boots - which she was wearing right now. Somehow from that morning to tonight, the concept of having enough time to wear them later seemed to not ring true anymore.

While she made sure her brother was alright as soon as she managed to put her credit card back in her purse and run the hell out of the store the event in itself still hit Renee a lot more than she would have expected. Especially because she spent the rest of the day thinking about it while watching it unfold on the news. With the knowledge that the same thing had happened on other Preternaturals for Peace marches across the globe, Renee was now pretty sure that this was a very well planned act of terrorism against all people who somehow counted as non-"pure" humans and those who supported them.

Herself included, if she had been there. And her brother, too. It was a sobering thought, and that was why Renee, without knowing Scarlet Oak as well as one should when one decided to do what she was doing right now, had finally broken down and gone to the nearest open liquor store in town, bought herself a bottle of scotch - the best and oldest, by the way - and was now downing it while sitting on a bench in the park. Nobody knew her here, why bother trying to maintain her composure? If ever there was a time to lose it, now was it.

Who: Bea and Charlene
Where: By the river
When: After sunset

( Up on the shore they work all day - while we devoting full time to floating. )

Who: Dylan and those lovely mermaid ladies
Where: In the river, obvs
When: Afternoon

Dylan yawned and stretched, rolling his shoulders before settling down onto his rock again, his arms behind his head. Although his eyes were nowhere near as delicate and squishable as mortal eyeballs, he'd covered them with a pair of eye shields he'd found next to a sleeping fisherman further down river.

He'd been exploring the tributaries of the river for a couple of days now, hoping to find something interesting, something that might make him want to set foot on land and look for those Supernatural Creatures he'd heard about. They couldn't be that hard to miss.

For a couple of days he'd turned up nothing of note, and then he'd come across this little stretch of water. There was a sunken boat which he'd explored and found inhabited; things had been cleaned and rearranged, and some of the objects had been put together as if someone had made a collection out of them. He'd also found a sort of...handmade cave filled with human trinkets, so clearly someone was making use of these waters.

But who were they, and more importantly, what were they? Merfolk? Ondines? Kelpies? There was nothing he could do but wait around to see who/what showed up, so after indulging in a little local cuisine Dylan found a rock to perch on; whatever they were, they couldn't be gone all that long.

Dylan idly swished his fin in the water and licked his tongue across his teeth. Something was stuck. He pulled one arm from under his head and picked up a shard of bone he'd been keeping as a makeshift toothpick.

Those stringy bits were a real pain in the tail.

Who: Charlene and Lila
Where: Supermarket
When: Afternoon

( Guess who gonna be on the plate. )

Who: Bella, Gabby, Alex, Harley, and – DUN DUN DUN – those crazy mermaids.
When: Afternoon
Where: Riverfest, Kiseswa River/aboard the Hermia (for a while, anyway)

Of all the things that could be said of Matthew Twight, one thing could never be denied: he was a good sport. He raced his sailboat, the Hermia every year, and always let his children tag along, and invite whoever they wanted. This year, when Bella said she’d like to invite all her friends to ride along, he’d been all for it. And when she’d made shirts for everyone on board proclaiming I’m on a boat and registered them as Team T-Pain, he’d laughed like the good natured man he was. Bella could not have loved her father more.

Things were a little crowded though. Too many hands on deck. When her father had suggested that Bella simply hang back with her friends and enjoy the ride, she’d obliged him with a kiss on the cheek. She was heading over to them just as the horn signaled the start, and squealed with glee. “Here we go!”

Who: Charlene & Cloelia
Where: The river
When: Evening, after the racing
Warning!: Uh... mermaid-nudity?

( You leave them out and the mermaids steal them. )