our true selves.

Who: Fred (Elsa), Dominic, and Parker
What: Fred sees a "friendly face" before Elsa comes back
When: Wednesday, evening
Where: A quiet restaurant in London
Warnings: Possible craziness all round.

( Crazy people shouldn't be allowed to make the decisions. )

Who: Dominic/Delirium and Parker/Wesley
What: Ramifications of Truth!Plot, roommate style
When/Where: Backdated to before the start of Alex/Lestat's treatment, shortly after this
Warnings: Possibly mentions of dark situations, will update as needed.

( You can free the world, you can free my mind )

Who: Lestat/Phoenix and Dominic
What: Entering Bedlam?
When: A few hours after this log. 
Where: Dominic's office, then Bedlam(?)
Warnings: Mental institution? 

Who: Lestat and Dominic
What: Talking. Lestat has some issues.
When: Yesterday
Where: Dominic's offices
Warnings: Mentions of vampirism? 

Who: Parker P Whitley, possibly Dominic Jude since it's his house too, and he's likely to come home...
What: Parker has a history of mental/psychotic breaks
Where: Parker and Dom's home, in London
When: Today. Saturday, June 13, 2009
Warnings: None.


( The moonlight's been my sunshine for days )

Who: Michael Collins and Dominic Jude
What: Therapy session
When: Thursday Afternoon around three
Where: At the Agency Office in New York City, and then onto a bar.
Warnings: Language. Will update as needed.

( It was almost uncanny how he never seemed to get lost anymore... )

Who: Dominic Jude(Delirium), Narrative
What: Retrieving a book, visiting a patient
When/Where: Today, Bedlam
Warnings: None.
( Note )

( It was ironic, that Dominic felt most himself in a mental hospital, but there it was. )

Who: Dominic Jude/Delirium and Eden Harris/Edward Albright/Henry Spivey
What: Dinner, discussions, drama and Delirium! (I like alliteration, okay? XD)
When/Where: Backdated to Saturday night, London restaurant
Ratings/Status: PG-13 to light R for mentions of violence, language, and weapons./In progress

After leaving a note for Parker explaining where he was going (the fact that he could write lending weight to his ability to handle a night alone), Dominic took off down the street, towards the restaurant where Eden had said to meet. It was a pretty decent walk, but it wasn't like Dominic could drive, and Delirium tended to make a bit of a scene in taxis. Humming to himself, he managed to make a mostly straight path to the pub, rocking on his feet a little at the door as he looked around for Eden. The crowd had a tendency to make him a little twitchy, a little distracted, but he was there with a purpose. Edward had a gun- depending on which aspect of their personality was out, he could have it on him. That was enough to sober Dom, if not his more interesting half.

He told the waitress he was looking for someone, giving a small apologetic smile for the butterfly that escaped from his coat, as he moved. It fluttered off over the tables, presumably on its way to Eden. Still, he waited for the waitress to lead him over, not wanting to see any more strange than he already did.

Who: Alex and Dominic
What: Alex needs help, and he's running out of time.
Where: London Agency base
When: Around 10 am