Regulation and Control

Who: Jane Doe and Red Lewysham
What: Lots of confessions and revealed secrets (mostly Jane's, though Red's deepest darkest secret is also revealed)
Where: Leaky Cauldron, Wizarding London
When: After closing, Monday 11 August 2008
Rating: G
Status: Closed; Complete


( I thought you would call the MLE or... I don't know - tie me to a pole to burn and run away screaming with your little parasite. )

( Owl to Severus Snape )

Who: Jane Doe and Mr Ollivander
What: Jane goes looking for a wand and walks out with a lot more.
When: August 5, 2008. Early afternoon.
Where: Diagon Alley
Rating: G
Status: Closed, complete; narrative.

( I’ve been here before? )

Who: Jane Doe and Ky Janes
What: Naked Moon Children! Or something of that nature.
When: July 28, 2008; late afternoon
Where: Charing Cross Road then to a lake in the woods
Rating: PG-13 at most--what could possibly happen?
Status: Closed; incomplete


Ky walked toward the direction of the Leaky Cauldron, glancing about to see if he could find the girl he was to meet. He was different than he normally was. Instead of eagerly taking in everything around him, he mostly stared at his feet while he walked. He didn't seem filled with that bubbly excitement he normally was but seemed lost inside himself.

He wasn't sure what to do with the answers he now had, and wished desperately he could give them back. There was that obliviate thing someone had mentioned on his journal. But then again, Fred made it seem like too dangerous a thing to forget. And he lied to Everrett--which made that heavy feeling in his chest feel even worse. He was afraid one or both of them would get hurt from this, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't tell Everrett--and it was hard to keep it secret--he was just so lost on what to do.

He wrapped his arms tighter around his chest as he walked, desperately hoping seeing some real trees would help ease the bad feelings and make him think clearer.

Who: Jane Doe (Emily) and Red Lewysham
What: Jane is trying new things, Red is trying to figure out what made her such an odd duck
Where: The Leaky Cauldron
When: Happy hour or thereabouts, Thursday 24 July
Rating: G. They don't even swear. Yeesh.
Status: Closed; Complete.


( Jane held the bottle up, her nose pressed to the top of the glass so she could see and smell it more clearly, fascinated. )

Who: Jane Doe and Aidan Chambers
Where: A train from Edinburgh to London.
When: Wednesday, July 23, around midnight
What: Aidan is sleeping. Jane is a freakish undead hobo who adores hair. Have I mentioned that Aidan’s hair is really really nice?
Rating: TBA
Status: Open; incomplete

In the end, David had died as he was meant to, despite Jane’s ponderings about whether or not she would be able to keep him alive. And the way that it happened, she realized that there was nothing she could do. After the storm, she had believed that it was the fever that would kill him – it was logical, after all, since its presence came along with his fading light, but the fever soon dissipated and his light only dimmed more with each passing day.

He was stabbed in an alley, and she hadn’t been there at all. Saving him, Jane realized, was only a pointless wish.

But after his death, she couldn’t bring herself to remain in Edinburgh. The city – even places they had never visited together – reminded her of him too much. And Jane soon realized for the first time in her very long life what heartache felt like.

So she boarded a train for the only place she knew, the city that had been her home for forty years but she had never had the chance to see. London.

It was after a half hour that she moved seats, wandering from the area that she had burrowed away at the end of the car, to the seat next to its only other occupant, a sleeping man with the most glorious hair she had ever seen. There wasn’t any point in resisting, and soon her pale and bruised hands were running through brown curls, her bone-thin fingers wriggling through it. For the first time since David’s spirit had found her, Jane smiled.

Who: Jane Doe and Severus Snape
Where: Edinburgh Zoo
When: Late afternoon, July 20
What: Perhaps a trade of information. Perhaps he wants to make sweet sweet love to her. Perhaps she's planning to throw him into the lion's den. We shall see.
Rating: TBA
Status: Closed; incomplete

Jane was entranced. Not interested or caught up or curious, she was completely and utterly entranced by the swimming white bears in front of her. But what kept her from smiling like everyone else in the crowd, amused by the bears' sweet faces and playful attitudes, was the glass that separated them. It was much too familiar, and had she known that this was what she would be staring at, Jane was sure that she would have asked Severus to meet her somewhere else. Somewhere that the animals were free and not caged.

Hesitantly, as if afraid that she would find herself on the other side (which, she had to convince herself, was completely impossible in a muggle zoo), Jane raised one hand and slowly pressed her palm against the cool glass. It almost felt... right after so many years in a cage. And that worried her.

Who: Jane Doe and David Brooks
What: The very exciting world outside of Mysteries.
Where: A playground in Edinburgh, Scotland.
When: July 17, evening
Rating: G
Status: Closed; Complete; Narrative

“Wow!” Jane exclaimed, muttering the word over and over. “Wow. Wow. Wow… David - is it normal for something to be so… so good?”

“You’ve never had a milkshake before?”
( Read more... )

Who: Jane Doe and David Brooks
What: Dead women and lying.
Where: Edinburgh, Scotland
When: 6 am, Sunday, July 13
Rating: PG
Status: Narrative;Complete

( Read more... )

Who: Jane Doe and David Brooks (NPC)
What: Making new friends in the big bad world.
When: Wednesday, July 9, 4am
Where: On a train from Manchester to Edinburgh
Rating: G
Status: Closed; Narrative

( Your pillow feels so soft now... the kids don't stand a chance )

Who: Jane Doe and the spirit of Fionn Carpathian
What: Fionn has unfinished business to deal with before he can move on. Jane's a new sort of project.
When: Tuesday, July 8 2008. Afternoon.
Where: Department of Mysteries/the streets of London
Rating: PG

( If Fionn Carpathian ever needed a good enough reason to believe in life after death, this was it. )

Who: Severus Snape and Jane Doe
What: She might be caged, but they're hers to experiment on.
When: July 3rd, 2008
Where: Department of Mysteries, Death
Rating: TBA
Status: Closed, incomplete

Someone was in the room with her, Jane noticed, the weight of the air shifting as something else came in and forced the particles closer together. It was that, rather than footsteps, that she noticed, the slight change pressing lightly against her body like a soft pillow. Alert now, she focused in on the newcomer, noting their smell - dampness, like mildew, and the faded scent of detergent from their clothing, nothing tell-tale at all. But the footsteps, brisk and heavy, answered her mystery, and she grinned. Severus.

She liked the man, although he rarely stopped by. He was quiet, intelligent, and generally loathed. There were times when she could practically taste the discomfort he brought to the department and his own hidden response to their cold shoulders. Emotional pain, hidden and caged just like she was. She adored it.

Human emotions were so... fun. Jane had been studying them for as long as she could remember, working toward controlling them, manipulating responses and sentiment like putty. If she could figure out how to do that, then Jane knew that she could do anything. She wanted to bend the world to her will like she could already bend them physically.

Weak creatures.

And they all had weaknesses to be found. Jane's fingers tingled in excitement at the idea of finally using this man's against him. She had Severus' mother to thank for that, the woman spilling everything about her precious little boy and his life to the petite blond. If only she knew.

No matter, Eileen was long gone now. Far from this plane.

Jane began in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "Hush, little baby, don't say a word, Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird." With a slight smirk, she stood up and pressed her hands to the glass, her eyes wide and unmoving on the man. It was a few lines later that she saw him stop, and realizing that he had heard her, Jane only sang louder - her voice still soft, still beautiful. "And if that dog named Rover won't bark. Papa's gonna to buy Cato a horse and cart..."

Who: Fionn Carpathian and Jane Doe
What: She probably wants to stroke his luxurious locks of hair. Or something
When: June 30, 2008
Where: Department of Mysteries
Rating: PG
Status: Closed; incomplete

Jane was sitting still in her cell, her legs crossed and hands pressed together in a praying position over her chest. Yoga, she had heard, was one of the first steps toward preparing your mind for Nirvana. Not that Jane believed in that, or god, or… well, anything that required a belief in something other than herself. Humans needed that solace at times, to make them feel less alone and safe in the world, she needed only herself.

“Carpathian,” she said sharply, her eyes on the dark haired man nearby, tilting her head slightly but otherwise not moving from the pose. Once she had his attention, Jane smiled, and her voice returned to its normally pleasant state, “Do you believe in a higher power?”