Who: Mick, Nadia, Sophia, & Open to All
When: Early Morning
Where: Mysteria
What: Escaped Convicts!



Mick wound the police 'do not cross' tape around the area, sectioning it off so the public couldn't disturb the scene. Keeping an eye out, he caught sight two women emerging from a jeep, watching as one of them slung a camera strap over her neck, along with a press I.D.

"Wow, you got here fast," He remarked, a little surprised to see them, "I guess you've got a scanner?"

"No, actually we were just driving by, saw the wreck," Nadia rolled her eyes when he eyed them skeptically, "We're just coming home from an assignment. We're locals." She snapped a few photos of the wrecked prison bus, "What happened?"

"Uh, well, it seems the penitentiary transportation vehicle crashed, ma'am." Mick answered, pretty much stating the obvious.

"No, really?" Nadia snarked mildly, zooming in and snapping a shot of the back of the wreck, "Can you explain why the prison bus has Montana plates?"

"No, I can't..." Mick shook his head with a small frown. He really had no idea what a Montana prison bus was doing in North Dakota.

"Well, what can you tell us?" Nadia pressed.

"I'm not really authorized to talk to the press, but if you'll stay here and wait just a minute, I'll talk to the detective in charge," Mick took a few steps over to the bus and poked his head in the door of the bus to speak to the detective.

"Curiouser and curiouser," Nadia remarked quietly to Sophia, "I'll get the pictures, you get the story."

Who: Lucas & Samantha, then Eden
When: morning
Where: Samantha's Dreamscape
What: Lucas pays his cousin a visit



When Luke found his cousin, she was having a nightmare. Palpable tension pulsed through the dreamscape like an anxiously paced heartbeat. She was standing in the back of a prison transportation vehicle, looking down at the dead body of a prison guard.
( How did this happen? )

Who: Samantha & Open
When: mid afternoon
Where: Mysteria
What: Samantha sees something that's been haunting her



Sam was crossing the town square when she saw him. Timothy Hudson. Mr Whippy. He used to drive an ice-cream truck, lure children, kidnap them in his van and do terrible things to them before killing him. She'd prosecuted him, and he should've gone away for life, and he would have, except that during transportation from one prison facility to another, he'd managed to escape. They'd searched high and low, but he'd managed to slip away. And now, here he was, in Mysteria. He wouldn't get away again.

Samantha broke into a run, chasing after the bastard. He turned a corner and she put on an extra burst of speed but when she reached the corner, he was nowhere in sight, looking around, she grabbed onto the first person she locked eyes on, asking urgently, "Excuse me, did you see where the guy with a Mets baseball cap that just came down here, went?"

Who: Samantha & Spencer (with brief appearance by Eva)
When: Early Evening.
Where: Isabel, Kenzie & Mysti's apartment.
What: the DA needs to discuss a few things with a witness to a crime.



Samantha had been trying to contact Spencer Rayne all day, but reaching him by phone was proving difficult, as the number she had been given for him was actually the number of a Miss Clarissa Williams. And while the old dame Clarissa seemed to be quite the firecracker, she was unfortunately of absolutely no help whatsoever when it came to the case Sam was trying to build.

Who: Samantha & Eden
When: Mid-Morning
Where: Devil's Lake District Attorney's Office
What: Samantha intervies Eden for a job.



Sam was figuratively buried under a mountain of documented evidence when her office phone rang. Not moving her eyes from the page she was engrossed in, she reached for the phone, "What's up, Holly?"

Her secretary explained that HR had sent over a Ms. Eden Caldera to interview. Sam began tidying her desk up, "Yeah okay Holly, bring her in."

A moment later Holly escorted Eden into Sam's office, handing her boss Eden's resume as Sam rose and came out from behind her desk to meet the young woman, offering her hand, "Good to meet you Ms. Caldera. I'm Samantha Áalihte. Please, have a seat."

Sitting back down herself, Sam opened the resume and glanced over it, then leaned back to regard Eden curiously, "You have an impressive scholastic record, but I can't help but notice you seem to have just started a job with the Chicago District Attorney's office. May I ask what brings you to Devil's Lake?"

Who: Samantha (and possibly Robin?)
When: Evening
Where: Out in the street...
What: Samantha finds a shiny trinket...



Samantha, having been a patient in the hospital despite being one of the less afflicted supernaturals, had been one of the first to receive the vaccine. After a few hours, the serum had worked its way through her system, and she was starting to feel much better. A couple of quick form changes had taken care of the rest, she felt almost as good as new, really. After managing to convince her doctor she was in good enough shape to be released, Sam checked out of the hospital and headed for home, it wasn't far.

She was almost home when she spotted something glinting green in the snow. Reaching down, she extracted a small box from the snow.

"Huh, pretty," Naturally curious as to what was inside, Sam undid the latch and flipped the small box open...

Who: Samantha & Elisa
When: 9pm, Friday, December 28th, 2007 (Backdated)
Where: Elisa's place
What: Dinner for Two



Having stopped home after dance class to drop off her dance gear and get changed into something more appropriate for dinner - being dinner, that was, Sam went to the address Elisa had given her, and knocked on the door.

Who: Samantha & Open - the more the merrier!
When: Evening
Where: Dance Studio
What: Dance classes, for fun & fitness


Samantha changed into her dance gear, putting her stuff in her locker, then went out into the studio and joined the rest of the class in warm-up exercises.

Who: Delos and Open
When: Early Morning
Where: Outside earthen wonders
What: Delos is sick but refuses not to open his shop

It was very early, but like almost every morning Delos was there to open the shop. He really didn’t feel very well, he was very hot and sweaty and kept sneezing. As he pulled one of the shutters up he suddenly had a coughing fit, it hurt his ribs. Obviously he had been coughing throughout the night, which is probably why he was so tired. This was quite new for Delos, he didn’t get sick often, but at least it was just a cold. Sniffling he moved to the next shutter then he could unlock the door and make tea!

Who: Samantha and OTA (Cops? Crims? Civilians?)
When: late morning.
Where: Mysteria Police Station
What: Sam

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While it was the day after Christmas, and most people were taking advantage of the holiday season, Sam didn't have any family in the area to spend time with, so she'd decided her available human hours of the full moon would be best spent getting some work done for an upcoming trial she'd been assigned.

However, apparently one of the clerks had misplaced some of the case file, so she was missing some pertinent information. As she lived in Mysteria though, she figured it would be a simple enough matter for her to drop into the station and pick up copies of the papers herself.

Entering Mysteria Police Department headquarters in neat casual slacks and a shirt, she found an unmanned front desk, undoubtedly due to the skeleton crew manning the station over the holiday period. Tapping the bell on the counter lightly, she did a slow turn to familiarize herself with the place while she waited for assistance.

Who: Samantha & Open To All
When: the Night of Christmas Eve
Where: Town Square
What: Admiring the tree...

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It was the first night of the full moon, and unsurprisingly, as Sam didn't particularly feel like being dinner, she'd decided to avoid the forests in favour of a safer, more civilized setting. She flew around the neighborhood, getting to know it, admiring the twinkling lights decorating homes, but it wasn't long before she found herself back at the Christmas tree in the town square.

It was so sparkly, with all the tinsel and the ornaments, she swooped closer, thinking she'd grab just a little bit of tinsel - no one would notice it missing, and it would likely just be disposed of after the holidays were over anyway, right?

She caught some of the glittering foil in her beak and began to pull... and pull... and, okay, this string of tinsel was considerably longer than she'd anticipated...