Morningstar Manor

Travis was in the lobby, notebook open and scribbling notes as he sipped on his tea. This was the last bit of major homework before the Thanksgiving break and he had to get a good grade on it. Writing papers on cultural observation hadn't seemed this difficult last week...

Erin had gone down to check her mail. With the exception of a couple cuts and a slower paced stride, she didn't look much different than she had before her attack. She still had he ribs taped up though her limitations were starting to fade out into dull ache and not sharp pains.

Memphis and Demon were outside in the gardens. It was chilly enough to make Memphis want to be back home again. Pretty soon the snow was going to start swirling around and then he'd be outside even less. Demon brought him back the tennis ball and Memphis squatted down to retrieve it.

Chad was sitting downstairs, in the laundry room, his notebook of cases in his lap. Icene had forwarded evidence results to him and he was trying to figure out where these two serial muggers were staying. If he could catch them in another act then he'd have a solid case. Right now the case was only pieced together. It would be hit or miss to present it to a judge right now.

Roxy had her laptop open at a corner table in the Mocha. She knew that it wasn't Thanksgiving yet ad she shouldn't be looking at Christmas decorations yet, but she had offered to help Spencer out with the Michaels' Bro's Christmas party. She was looking forward to helping out with fun because he worked too hard and a helping hand could be a good relief.

Logan was avoiding the laundry by playing arcade games in the games room. He had to go back in an hour or so to help out with folding, but in the meantime he'd let his Dad grumble at a notebook and put in some pinball time in the process.

Eli was wandering around, dressed in jeans, a button down shirt and a sweater over top of that. For once he felt comfortable not in his uniform and he contemplated how things could go with taking Bea home. Nearly to the elevator in the lobby, he saw a door that wasn't marked. He didn't remember seeing it there before. Should he poke his head through to see what was on the other side?

Chad was down in the laundry room, waiting on a load of jeans to hit the spin cycle. He had a couple manila folders with hi and a notebook. He probably should call Icene to find out if there were any new leads, but they'd picked up a good deal of evidence this time around. There had been a blood trail at the scene and fingerprints in the charred up car.

~*~
Eli was grumpy, still confused about why he'd gone against his own rules to date Bea. Sure he liked her, but why had he broken the rule? Now there would surely be hurt the next time he got called up to go. And then inviting her home for Thanksgiving? Oh what a tizzy that would be with the family. He hadn't taken anybody home for a holiday... Ever.

In an effort to think more, he'd gone up to the pool for some quiet time where he could participate in some sort of activity as well.

*~*
Erin had bandages that spanned around her sides, covered her stomach and back, to prevent unnecessary jarring on her ribs. Three were cracked and one was broken. She had been treated, observed, then discharged earlier this afternoon. Her objective was to stay holed away in her apartment, but she'd wanted something and in the process of trying to figure out just what, she'd gone to the Mocha. If anybody asked what had happened, she'd tell them, but she wasn't going to go seeking out any sympathies. Just something comforting and most likely chocolate...

Chad had gone ahead and done his part of submitting the interviews for review then come home to get a shower and go back in to look over the rest of her case. It seemed like home and work were the only places he ever went, so the side trip to the flower shop was fun today.

He picked up an autumny looking bouquet and a box of cookies then took them up to Emily's apartment.

Emily sat in an examination room alone, sniffling a little since she felt completely miserable, while the doctor had gone to get her X-ray results. She had a feeling that there really was a thing like karma - she had been all too successful and happy lately so naturally something horrible had to happen to even it out. The pain in her left shoulder was constantly in the back of her head even after it had been popped back on its place and the arm was held in a triangle sling. She was certain she had never felt anything as painful as dislocating a shoulder and then also returning it back - she had not held back the screams on either times. Like the shoulder would not have been enough, she also had scrapes on her left cheek from when her head had hit the ground, and on her leg from when it had been trapped under the scooter. Her jeans were ripped and the new trench coat was ruined - not to mention that her dear Vespa needed attention as well.

That was the least of her worries, however, since the muggers had taken her bag, and along with it all her keys except for the scooter key - including the keys to her apartment and the restaurant - her wallet with her cards and ID and some money and her cell phone. She did not even want to think about all the trouble losing them would bring her - and she did not get a chance to either since the doctor returned to the room.

( A doctor, a police officer and a boyfriend )

Erin was bored and procrastinating. It didn't go well together, but she wanted to do something fun, not something she should be doing. Like laundry or tidying up around her apartment. She was wandering around instead.

~*~
Logan was out in the garden, pulling up all the plants that had died off because of the cold.

Chad sat on a bench in the sunlight, glasses over his eyes as he watched people pass by.

*~*
Travis was in the library, hunched over a table and doing some online shopping. Memphis's birthday was coming up and he needed to find something good after what he'd done.

~*~
In the garage, Memphis was cleaning out Lucy's interior. He hadn't noticed the scratch across the back bumper, but since it was getting cooler out he wasn't washing her as much.

*~*
Tristan was, as per usual on Thursday, dressed in his suit and winding his way through the lobby to head out to work. He hadn't buttoned his shirt fully, nor had he shaven since last Friday. It felt good to look a little less kept. Smiling to himself he decided a treat wouldn't be a bad idea and detoured into the Mocha.

*~*
Roxy had turned the treadmill on and set a distance for ten miles. Maybe by the time she was done with that some of her thoughts would be clearer.

~*~
Eli was sitting in the Mocha, pile of mail on the table in front of him. He sipped at his coffee as he read a rather long letter that contained a couple different style of handwriting on it. Family letters were always unpredictable and his brother had atrocious hand writing. He smiled still at the news of hometown football games and the fights that broke out as a result, then flipped the page over.

Frustrated by a day in a lab with nothing new to report Icene had opted to work out in the gym tonight. Spending time on a cardio workout had been good, but now she was onto the weights machines, and contemplating finishing her evening off with a round of 'kill the punch bag'. She hadn't bothered with anything special, so the only sounds in the gym were the clank of the weights and the occasional heavy breath as she exerted herself. But for the most part she was working out in silence, so of course she heard the doors open and turned to see who it was that had come in.

Roxy was sitting in the Mocha, playing with her new phone and loving the fact that it was a worldwide capable phone. That meant that the next time she and Spencer went on an extended trip... Well she wouldn't really be wanting to take her phone then either.

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Travis was sporting a Save second base tee shirt he'd picked up from the mail room, and had another with him as he walked down the hall to apartment L-E. He hadn't seen Amarie in a few days, so he was taking a guess that she'd be home.

_~_
Eli was downstairs, in the gym. He had on a pair of Army sweat pants and a black tank top. Lifting weights helped him think about things that were going on and he was thinking about Bea a lot.

~*~
Memphis was in the lobby, juggling around the couple bags of groceries with Demon's leash. "Hold on dog, we'll get there and then I'll feed you." He grumbled lightly.

*~*
Chad was trying to take his Sunday easily, having been swamped at work with the recent activities at Rutherford. His phone buzzed and he opened it up, opening up the video message that'd been sent. Listening to it he wondered just what was going on with cops now.

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Logan was outside in the garden, tossing a ball around with Lily and waiting for her to bring it back.

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Erin was in the laundry room with a load of coloreds in one machine and a load of whites in another. Now the only thing to do was find something to occupy her time until they needed to be swapped to the dryer.

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Tristan had moseyed his way upstairs, to the pool, and currently sat in the hot tub. It was a nice warm welcome to the contrasting temperatures soon to come, and he didn't really want to get out any time soon.

Jazz felt more alert, it didn't hurt quite as much to think now, but everything still seemed to blur together. One minute people were leaning over her, the next a doctor was flashing a pen light in her eyes, asking what hurt where. What could have been only a second later she was in a room, alone apart from a nurse who was scribbling on a clipboard and checking the tube that ran from the IV bag down into her arm.

"When-" her torn lip pulled painfully and she paused, touching the wound carefully with her tongue before trying again. "When can I go?"

"That's really up for the doctor to decide, but...you are sitting up, and talking, so I wouldn't rule out being able to go home tonight." The nurse looked up and smiled gently, "Now, is there anyone I can call for you? Any family or friends?"

Jazz looked at the other woman, saw her poised with a pen, and had to look away. Cleo and Olly jumped immediately to mind, but they were half a world away. They couldn't do anything for her, it wouldn't do any good to wake them up. She thought for a moment about Jane. Jane would come, she was sure, but as she opened her mouth to say so, she remembered how scared Jane had been at the wedding. Jane didn't do well with violence and Jazz knew, deep down, that she wouldn't be able to put her friend through this.

Finally she shook her head gently, "No."

( Jazz begins to perk up a bit under the care of the staff at Saint Martins and requests, after some thought, that Thomas be contacted. Meanwhile Icene and Chad pause to compare notes before Icene steps in to question Jazz and give her a physical in the interest of collecting as much evidence as possible. )

There was still a stretch of purple-pink along the horizon line, but otherwise night had well and truly fallen by the time Jazz had made her way outside after her Friday night dance class. She paused just outside the door to zip up her sweater part way - it wasn't cold, but there was a chill, Fall was definitely around the corner - and scroll through her iPod for a better song. Popping the little device back into her pocket, she pushed one earbud into her ear and left the other one dangling as she skipped down the steps and starting across the quad, heading for the parking lot.

Doug and Bob were waiting in the parking lot. It was finally night time and they had the cover of dark going for them. There were a few lights in the parking lot that were out and that coupled with the shadow cover from some obnoxiously large student cars, made for great cover. An unsuspecting victim wouldn't notice any extra shadows hanging about. So Doug and Bob waited. A few groups of students came by but they didn't mess with groups. It was too messy and it was more likely that they'd just wind up in trouble themselves. But then Doug spotted her. They were crouching near a hummer she was heading right toward, Doug whacked Bob's shoulder and nodded. Bob nodded in agreement and the plan was set in motion. Now they just had to wait for her to get close enough.

( Jazz is attacked on the Rutherford campus by two nefarious types, luckily Anastasia and Emma are passing through and manage to ward off the bad guys and save the day. Authorities in the form of Chad and Icene arrive to begin the task of evidence collection while Jazz is taken to Saint Martins Hospital. )

OOC: Big shout out to Ceil for writing the baddies. :)

Erin was curled up on a couch in the Mocha, sipping on hot chocolate and contemplating the past couple days with Niles. She hadn't seen ghosts around here at all, even when others next to her swore there as one standing in front of her. Maybe she was the crazy one but then again she wondered if they existed to only those people believing in their existence.

*~*
Logan was siting in the Mocha as well, looking out into the garden. He didn't have anything productive to do today and that just made it seem longer of a day overall. He needed to find something to do before boredom took away his brain.

~*~
Chad was downstairs, working in the gym. He had the treadmill set at steady six miles per hour and was jogging along steadily.

*~*
Memphis was in the library, checking on some books about cooking. He wanted to find a recipe that was new and not one Jane had given him to try out next weekend.

~*~
Roxy was downstairs in the laundry room, tossing clothes into two of the machines. There had been a laundry facility at one of the hotels on their adventure, but it had been the one in the middle. Just meant they'd brought home a large amount of laundry, which she was doing now.

*~*
Travis was sitting in the lobby, notebook in hand jotting down random fact about the people who walked by. He was grinning, because this was actually homework he didn't mind doing.

~*~
Tristan had gone down to the Gallery 290, where Emma worked, to see if he could find something new he liked. Having gone with Anastasia last night, he picked up a piece but it was staying in his office. It didn't fit with the black and white prints already on his walls that seemed to be missing something. Maybe he could find it here.

*~*
Eli was up at the pool. His jello stain marks had come off now so he was willing to be out where people could see him. Wandering over to the edge he looked out on the City. This place sure had a good view, that was certain.

It was almost Friday and Logan couldn't be happier. He was tucked into a back corner of the Mocha, chemistry book propped up on the table and scribbling in a notebook as his cup of cocoa got cold.

~~~
Chad was walking through the lobby in his uniform, trying to figure out why Logan hadn't answered his phone call.

***
Memphis was outside playing fetch with Demon, since Travis had holed himself up in his room claiming he had "homework" to do. The boy, however, was in the garage trying to find Lucy's hidden spare key.

~~~
Tristan was climbing out of the pool, not looking forward to tonight at work and wondering if there would be any more fist fights like the one last night.

***
Eli was collecting yet more forwarded mail. Where it all came from he had not a single clue, but somehow every advertisement distributor knew his mail had been piling up and sent everything under the sun to clog the mail box.

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Erin was down in the laundry room, sorting dark from lights and leaving her "delicates" in the basket at her feet.

The desk work was boring him and his physical therapist wasn't letting him do what he wanted to do already. Chad was itching to get back out on the streets and feeling like he had some sort of purpose. It was making him cranky and restless, which was why he was sitting in the lobby in the middle of the night nursing a cup of hot chocolate and wondering if anybody else besides Frank was still awake.

Chad had been okayed to go back to work for a little while now. It wasn't anything active, just sitting behind the desks doing paperwork and he was rather bored with all of that. It didn't help his knee any either, and he blamed that for the reason he walked with a limp still.

Today, he'd taken time off and gone school shopping with Logan. They walked into the lobby together, each Kennard boy carrying a couple bags. Chad had the school supplies and Logan had clothes since he'd argued the clothes were heavier than paper and folders.

"Seems like the older you get, the more stuff they require for school supplies." Chad mused as they headed for the elevators.

Travis was lounging around poolside. The last time he'd been here, it had turned into something eventful. Good scenery and a good website that he'd poked about a couple times over the week. Maybe he'd see her again, maybe not.

~*~
Memphis was downstairs in the Mocha, flipping through an auto tuner magazine. Keeping up on the latest trends going was something of the mind boggling type. He just didn't understand why some kid would pay for an import car, then sink the money in to the performance aspect just to wind up with a car keeping up with the domestics. He chuckled reasoning that the kid could've saved money by buying a Mustang instead.

*~*
Chad was out in the gardens, tending to Logan's patch of peppers and tomatoes.

~*~
Logan wasn't far away though, having decided that he'd play with Lily today.

*~*
Also in the garden, Erin had taken up her sunbathing spot from last summer. With her blanket spread out on the grass and earbuds tucked into her ears, she laid on her back to even out the tan over her boobs with the lack of tan on her stomach.

~*~
In the mail room, Tristan was retrieving his mail out of his mailbox. He'd already set the magazines on he table, then stacked envelopes on top, putting the light purple one on the bottom. He already knew what that meant. His mother was requesting a visit or at the least, information.

*~*
Somewhere between the Spa in the basement and the eighth floor, Roxy and Lexi were going over the brochure and discussing the different options offered.

[[OOC: Probably slow-timed due to unexpected injury, Mum's recovery, and complaints of nothing accomplished due to online time... If only housework did itself!]]

Roxy was sitting in the Mocha, sipping her coffee as she looked over her task list. Today had been a short day since her afternoon client had canceled on her. What was left on the list? She asked herself then sighed and shook her head. What wasn't left on the list? She still had to get hold of Andras, check with Abrams and the TA about her sister staying in her old apartment, and find a dress. Picking up her pen, she wrote Call Andras at the top of her list and drew a box around it.

~*~
Chad was sitting in the Mocha as well, just in an opposing corner so he could watch out the window. is knee had been doing better, and the physical therapist he'd been seeing said there was a substantial showing of progress. He should be able to go back to work in another couple weeks. The crutches had found their home in the closet, but he still needed a little help from time to time.

*~*
Which was why Logan wasn't far away. He was out in the gardens, but if he looked up from the little patch of dirt he could see his father through the window. He smiled and waved, holding up a couple of red tomatoes.

~*~
Travis was lounging about at the pool. He hadn't heard anything about a job yet, and Memphis had gone off on him about the car being dirty, so to the pool he went in hopes for finding some pretty girl to watch.

*~*
Memphis had decided to close up the shop for lunch and took Demon out to Riverwalk Park. It had been a while since he'd taken the dog for a good quality fetch session, and it was a way for him to blow off some of the steam he had towards his brother. He just hoped Demon didn't decide to go chasing squirrels again...

~*~
Erin had today off, and decided to go shopping around Vine Square. Her foot had healed nicely, despite having to be stuck in boots during work. She'd kept it covered though, and now it was in flip flops again. Not necessarily to draw attention, but so it could get air and finish the healing process.

*~*
Tristan had decided he needed to do laundry again. His suits had been sent to the dry cleaner's, but he still had jeans, tee shirts, boxers, socks, sheets and towels to chuck in the machines. Once everything was in the washer, he decided to go play a game of pool or two.

Travis had decided to go lounge around the pool today. As he kicked back in a lounge chair, he wondered briefly if Memphis was out on another date with that little redhead maid. Maybe if the dates continued, Travis would get told to not come home one night. Then maybe Memphis wouldn't be so crabby.

~*~
Crabby or not, laundry still had to be done. Which was where Memphis was, fishing the laundry out of the washing machine and chucking it into the dryers. His fingers closed over something not made of cloth and his expression turned confused. Picking the object out of the machine, he'd pulled out a condom.

*~*
Erin was in the mail room, sorting the junk from her Cosmo magazine, her cell bill and a letter from her Grams.

~*~
Roxy was in the lobby, trying to figure out what she'd been thinking, upping the wedding by a whole year. Then trying to fit a vacation in the middle of that? She still needed to talk to Andras too. Scribbling on a paper in Spencer's project planner she made that a top priority.

*~*
Logan and Chad were both outside in the gardens. Logan was tending to a small patch of garden as Chad watched, unable to do much more. He was frustrated and despising this whole meniscus thing in it's entirety.

~*~
Tristan needed coffee. His day had started out a disaster, after having a shrieking Anabella Winters on the phone for nearly three hours. Somehow, she'd found out about that tattoo of his and decided she needed to voice her opinion. At seven a-m, which was when Tristan had been peacefully dreaming of screwing a hot brunette.

Travis had not wanted to get up at all this morning. Instead of going to the shop with Memphis, he now sat up at the pool, tempted to fall asleep on one of the loungers.

~*~
Memphis hadn't gone directly into work, since when he got to the garage Lucy wouldn't start. Grumbling about little gremlins messing with her wiring, he had his head stuck under the lifted hood trying to find the problem.

*~*
Erin had work tonight, which meant being lazy through the day and spending the night at the station. She was in the lobby, settled into her favorite comfy chair and reading.

~*~
Chad was still on crutches though now he had the hang of them again. A huge black brace covered his knee and it itched like mad. He tried to ignore the itch as he sorted through mail, wondering just how he was going to carry the mail back up.

*~*
Logan was officially out of school and outside playing with Lily. Somehow, it seemed less of a chore and more fun without threat of final exams over his head.

~*~
Roxy had a cancellation, which had brought her home early. She'd made some calls and poked about a few pondery things for the wedding planning, but was easily bored with that. At least she thought the color scheme was picked out and that was one less thing to worry about.

*~*
Tristan was down in the Mocha, picking up coffee for both him and Anastasia, since they were supposed to be going off to Skin Deep today. Last week they'd both contemplated a couple things, this week was the decision day.

Chad was grumpy and irritable, despite his recently allocated time off. Something about being on crutches canceled out everything else. Deciding to attempt getting coffee, he nudged the door to the Mocha open and hobbled inside.

Laura dropped down to the basement floor in the evening to fetch her laundry from the drier. With a big bag to put her laundry in and apartment keys in her hands she had to kick the door to the laundry room open. She walked in brusquely and went to her drier straight away and started getting out her mostly black and grey load of clothes from the machine.

Sundays were always Xbox days. Had been since Chad had bought one back in 2002. Lindsay thought it was a great bonding tool for the boys and had supported their countless tournaments from one game to the next, even trying to keep up with the Resident Evil plot lines and the Halo series. Mostly, she'd just laughed when the boys decided nabbing the bad guys wasn't fun and they'd see if both characters could die simultaneously.

Logan hadn't planned much for today, even though it was Father's Day and he'd bought Chad a present. He was kinda bummed because his father was working. "Stupid crummy holiday." He muttered to the note left on the table for him. With a deep sigh he returned to his room, picked up the present and set it by the note. Maybe Chad would find it when he came home and Logan wasn't there.
( time to think )