solstice rpg

Who: Gretchen Schleinser, Manuel Tavarez (NPCs), Tayne and Jesse
When: late morning
Where: the church

It was a glorious sunny day on Eldritch Island, and the crossing on the ferry had been reasonable given the fact that the waters around this part of Oregon were notoriously choppy. It was a Monday morning, and instead of being stuck in an office, Gretchen and her co-worker Manuel were making a visit to a former colleague. That should have made her happy, but then Gretchen wasn't in the habit of being happy about much of anything. As Manuel pulled the car up in front of the church where Tayne Peregrine was now the priest, her long nails were tapping out an irritated staccato on the surface of her iPhone. With an exasperated huff, she finally tossed it into her stylish and streamlined purse, selected especially to go with her no-nonsense business suits. "I do not know how these people live out here. There's no fucking cell reception."

Gretchen looked like she should have been a soft, cuddly housewife or maybe a nursery school teacher. She was plump and blonde, long-legged and bosomy and almost uncannily pretty. That first impression was entirely inaccurate. Beneath the lapels of her suit jackets beat the heart of a ruthless barracuda.

For something else.

Who: Shoel and Chrissy
Where: Vapor
When: Night

After her conversation with West, Shoel had been on the prowl. So to speak. She was hanging around places where people were sitting or getting drinks or chatting, rather than dancing. Right then, it was upstairs on the starlight-ceiling room with the open balcony. It was such a lovely night, after all, why not enjoy the air? She was going to try this flirting thing-- and if it failed and spiraled into disaster, well, it wasn't as if she cared what people thought of her, right?

So she held her drink, tried to look happy and cool and collected, and looked for somebody pretty to talk to and maybe compliment. Or however one did the flirting thing.

( We can both do it. )

Who: Emmanuel and Jordan
Where: Vapor
When: Night

( Controlling the fire )

Who: Allie and Noah
Where: Somewhere on the boardwalk between Vapor and Allie's place
When: Very late.

Allie had been having fun with Santiago. Granted, not at much fun as the couple in the next booth over. She at least felt like she'd held on to most of her mysteries. They'd reached a point where they were either going to have to go find more privacy or go their separate ways for the night. Allie had ended up shooing the host back toward the party. She'd had a couple more cosmos (all the while thanking her father for giving her his strong Irish constitution along with her pint size) and danced a bit longer.

Not too long after midnight, however, she realized that she was a little tipsy and getting very tired. She'd thought about calling a cab and perhaps sober, she definitely would have. As it was, she was looking forward to a walk. She blew a kiss to Santiago from across the party and slipped out into the night. Compared to the steamy crush of the club, the marina was chilly and refreshing. Allie sighed in relief and cut down the path that led to the boardwalk. It would meander up along the northern edge of Sandpiper Cove and take her pretty much to her front door.

( can you get arrested for drunken bike driving? )

Who: Art, Corwin & Sen
Where: Corwin's place
When: Evening

It was necessary to eat and quite enjoyable too, Sen thought. It had always puzzled her how her fathers could forget to do such a vital thing. It was necessary energy for the body and often times it tasted great as an added bonus. In fact it always tasted great in the case of Art's cooking. She had a theory, a logical one, that Corwin pretended to forget so that Arturion would always cook for him. It was a logical theory about illogical human thinking; Art would always cook for Corwin if Corwin only asked.

( Eat, drink and be merry )

Who: Cian and Ava
Where: outside Vapor, then the car, then his house
When: night

Cian hadn't seen Ava once he'd gotten to the lobby and then outside the front doors of the club, but he figured she'd be along almost immediately. She'd been ready to go for at least an hour, and he knew she'd be checking her phone for texts. He paced as he waited, all hopped up on adrenaline after that unbelievable encounter with Jordan 'equally as psychotic as my twin' Delaney. The fucking nerve of that girl! Absently, he lifted his arm to scrub at his cheek with his sleeve again, wanting to go boil his whole face. Who knew what kinds of diseases Jordan carried in her saliva? The gossip about that little incident was going to be crazy, he knew.

( Normal, fun, fully clothed )

Who: Cian and Jordan
When: evening
Where: the Fire room, near the bar
Warnings: strong language

Cian was back on track, actually ready to head out for the night once he found Ava again. If he didn't see her in a couple minutes, he'd text her and find out where she was. He'd ducked into the men's room, emerged and was wandering near the bar, scanning the room, when he saw a familiar blonde head. At first he thought it was Jessica until she turned a bit, and he realized it was her twin. Oh, nice. He really, really shouldn't take the time to snark, but he wanted to, so bad. Ava would understand. It'd be a funny story to tell her.

That was all the reasoning he needed as he stepped up behind her. "So hey, where's the Queen Bitch? Oops, I meant Queen Bee." Not.

( you're getting skank all over me )

Who: Cian and Emmaline
When: evening
Where: Vapor

As soon as Cian left M in the earth room, he was going to find Ava right away. He was! He wasn't going to get distracted, wasn't going to dance with anyone else... but he just so happened to catch sight of Darren through the doorway that led to the water room, and he thought he'd say hi for just a few seconds. Had to stay on the good side of the local dealer, right? Once he'd turned around to walk out of the room, he happened to see Emmaline nearby, kind of standing and not talking to anyone right then, so he paused to say, "Hey, how's it goin'? You having fun?"

( I'll be sure to tell them I caught you alone. )

Who: Liam and Ashley
When: evening
Where: Vapor

Ashley'd been having an incredible time so far, just as she'd expected. It was such a rush to be in the DJ booth running the sound, choosing every nuance of what was played, dancing and completely immersing herself in the lights and the music and the buzz of the crowd. She actually hadn't wanted to leave the booth when it was time for her to take a break and then switch to bartending, but she'd forced herself. She knew Cordy was going to be here, and Liam, and she wanted to find them both at some point. She moved through the crowd, smiling charmingly at a guy who stopped her to compliment her spinning (read: wanted to hit on her) and saying a few words and then moving on.

After a quick restroom break, she re-emerged and began to head for the bar when she saw what looked like a familiar blond up ahead. "Liam!" she called out, moving closer to him, her long, sparkly earrings swinging.

( try to keep up )

Who: Camilla and Liam
When: evening (post-cian/camilla scene)
Where: The bar at Vapor!

Camilla figured Liam would be okay standing at the bar, since it was brightly lit, and hey! full of booze. Once they got to the counter, or rather, pushed their way to the counter, Camilla ordered a beer for Liam and another jack and coke for herself. Her last one, unfortunately, but she would have all night to dance it off. Once she ordered, she turned to Liam with a grin. "So... what's with that macho stand off between you guys?"

( It's not like I was performing fellatio on the poor kid, you know? )

Who: Olivia and Tayne
When: Afternoon
Where: Saint Peter's Catholic Church of Eldritch

Since it had been nearly a week since Olivia had gone by the church to say hello to Tayne, she decided to take advantage of the nice weather, and the fact that she didn't work until evening, to stop by. She didn't exactly attend church on a weekly basis like so many people did in Darkwater, but Olivia had never been of the mind that she needed to surround herself with like-minded people to believe in God. That, and a part of her wasn't very convinced that God even existed, though that didn't stop her from having casual conversations with the priest on the island.

( That's interesting. Being kicked out of a church that is supposed to be so forgiving. I don't think that's how God intended it, do you? )

Who: Corwin and Arturion
When: Saturday Afternoon
Where: Telephone


( I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. ~ Maya Angelou )

Who: Shoel and West
Where: Vapor
When: Evening

It was still fairly early in the night, and of course Shoel and Dax had gotten separated. It had pretty much been inevitable. But since they were hardly dating, Shoel expected she didn't need to spend the whole night with him, anyhow. So she took herself around, wandering through the large crowd of people with her virgin margarita and her twin pigtails, striped stockings, and cheerful red skirt. Oddly enough, she didn't even look that out of place, though she probably would've really stood out at school.

Pausing to take a sip from her drink, she looked up at the ribbons on the ceiling-- she was on the second story now, where all the big, metal "trees" were-- and wondered if they were supposed to look like clouds, leaves, or vines for swinging from. The fact that she was standing stock still in the middle of a dancefloor as she thought this didn't really occur to her.

( And how avoid scary men in dresses. )

Who: Sorcha
Where: Ft. Walton Beach, FL
When: the wee hours
Warnings: R for gore, imagery

( it's so dark )

Who: Sean and Will
When: Buttcrack of dawn in Ireland
Where The phone

Once Sean left the pub - bar - he pulled out his cell phone and started a brisk walk back to the tiny building that housed his apartment. He thumbed his way through the short list of his electronic address book until he came upon William's name. It would increase his cell phone bill by quite a substantial amount, but this wasn't something he could just email, besides, Sean didn't own a computer yet. Well aware that it would be early overseas in Ireland, Sean also knew that his brother would probably be awake. That's what happened when you owned a farm. The sunrise was more or less your alarm clock, if you weren't awake by then anyway.

Punching the number, Sean held the phone up to his ear, waiting for the delayed ringing to begin. His heart was still racing, and he just hoped to God he knew how to get through this conversation without cracking.

( I thought if I called you, you'd tell me what to do. )

Who: West & Jessica
When: Evening
Where: Vapor!

Jessica felt beyond beautiful in her strapless red party dress and matching strappy heels. She'd done her hair in loose curls and decided to go a little heavier on her makeup than usual, but without looking like a tramp. Her toes and fingers were done in pale pink, because too much red would be overkill.

Above all, Jess felt that she was much too beautiful to be standing in line to get into a club, and she was having a hard time being patient. She continually pulled her phone out of her purse to check it for text messages or missed calls from her sister or cousin, fixed her hair adjusted her dress and checked her makeup in her compact. Once they were closer to the door she hung onto West's arm and pointed inside. "Just look in there! Oh my God it looks amazing. I so should've coordinated this better so Jordan and Chrissy could've been here with me too. Now I'm going to have to find both of them and try to get their brains off all the boys long enough to gossip with me."

( it was definitely nice to see him make a real effort about his appearance since he only really had that boyish charm thing going for him. )

Who: Sean and Turlough
When: Late, last call
Where: A bar in Darkwater

Sean had kept his word to the guy he'd met in the coffee shop and stopped by Vapor earlier that night. It had taken him far too long to get inside, and when he had, the music had been loud and the club crowded. Sean didn't mind the atmosphere, it just hadn't really been his scene. He'd had a pint and then taken off, hoping to find a smaller, quieter bar to have a drink in.

Once he'd walked through Darkwater for a good twenty minutes, he finally found a decent looking hole in the wall place that didn't look overly busy. Everyone, Sean supposed, was at the Vapor opening. Walking inside, Sean walked immediately to the bar and found a seat at the very end before ordering a whiskey. He kept his cap on and felt himself hunched over a bit. It was his 'please don't bother me' posture, and he could only hope people would notice and leave him be for a bit.

Turlough was out as well. His roomie had headed off to the opening of the new night club in town and he'd been torn about accompanying her. After all, she was a nice girl and gentlemen didn't let nice girls like her come and go in places like that without at least the offer of accompaniment. Then again, she was a big girl and a local. Not to mention he thought she'd be working a little bit. He knew the offer was more than on the table but in the end, Tur had wished her well, insisted she call him if she ran into trouble and waved her out the door.

( With An Unknown Man Beneath )

Who: Cian and M
When: evening
Where: Vapor

"Dude, what the hell?" Cian grumbled to himself as he ducked up the spiral stairway that would lead to the Earth and the Air rooms. He'd just extricated himself from Bobby, who'd been acting like a complete spaz and hadn't wanted to let Cian move on with making his rounds. He didn't want to be here all frickin' night, after all. He knew that the longer they stayed, the better the chance Ava would get a killer headache, and neither of them wanted that. At the top of the stairs, he took a deep breath and looked around. The ambience up here was awesome, too, he thought. He moved further into the room, glancing over the crowd to see if he could find anyone he knew. Who wasn't Bobby or one of the Delaneys. Yeah.

( whoever had thought to put the earth room on the second story had a crappy sense of humor )

Who: Dax and Shoel
When: Saturday night
Where: Textland and Vapor

Dax had sweet talked his mom into letting him drop her off at work so he could use her car for the night. It hadn't taken much effort at all since the woman was like putty in his hands. She'd do anything for her miracle child, anything at all. Lending him her car was the least she could do.

The evening wasn't planned out, exactly, but Dax had a solid idea of the direction he wanted it to go. It started out with him dressing his sharpest in a black sleeveless dress shirt over a fishnet top and tight leather pants. He grabbed his phone off of his dresser as he tried to pick out which of his three pairs of boots he wanted to wear. Thrift stores, eBay and odd jobs were definitely the friends of his wardrobe.

He typed in a text message to Shoel, who was part two of his evening of fun so long as she was willing to play along. Vapor awaits! I'm picking you up in half an hour.

( Let's go, then, punk prince! )