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Who: Armitages, Eden, OT Friends of the family
Where: Armitage Residence
When: 4pm
What: The Armitages have some moving around to do for their new house guests and Eden needs to be filled in on what's up
Violet was moving things, getting ready for Bridgette and Irene. She lived with Jeannie, so Irene was sleeping in her old room, and she had no idea where Bridgette was sleeping. Probably one of the guest rooms as far away from Ty as Irene would allow. She walked toward the kitchen to get something to dust with so the room was spotless before Irene stayed in it, going past the living room. Her dad was talking to Eden, trying to explain things.
"So, let me get this straight. All of your kids are psychic like me?" She asked, but it was Violet who answered.
"Nope. I'm psychic, I can leave my body. It's called Astral projection. But some of us are witches, vampires, demons, angels, the whole nine yards."
Eden just stared, then looked back to Ty and Miles for confirmation.
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[14 Oct 2009|10:46pm] |
Who: Nora, Open
When: 12 noon
Where: Nikki's
What: Nora's trying to stay awake
School had been canceled, with so many students permanently asleep, and Nora didn't know what to do. School had been keeping her awake, her nightmares too real to be faced. At night she used a steady stream of coffee to stay up, and that was her only option now.
Her dreams were too much to bear. In several, she was living her father's death, as if she'd actually been there. After disposing of their house, the demon then turned to her, and after that dream, she'd woken with blood in her bed and gauges in her arm that she'd securely bandaged alone in the bathroom, trying not to let her mom know. The others were all variations on that theme; the demon torturing her mother before her eyes, or killing Ethan with a single blow.
She was shaking a bit from the effects of the dark brew, but she kept sipping from her cup, curled up in her seat and doodling idly. Her head still dropped to her chest occasionally, but she woke after a second each time, and took another sip. She was just looking out across the store, trying to give her eyes something new to look at, when she spotted a familiar face. Giving a weak smile and stifling a yawn, she waved. "Hey. What's up?"
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