solstice rpg

Who: Tayne and Lux (NPC)
Where: the streets of Darkwater
When: late in the evening, right before the electrical storm

It hadn't been as productive a day as Tayne would've liked-- which was why he was still out and about well after dark, and not eating dinner at the nice restaurant attached to his hotel. The morning had been taken up with hiding in his hotel room from the downpour, not even able to sleep in with all that rain coming down noisily. He'd kept his window open the night before, and as soon as the storm broke at dawn, he'd immediately rushed out of bed to slam the window shut.

No water in his hotel room. None. No way.

Thankfully, it finally cleared up enough that he felt comfortable going outside, but that still shaved a few hours off his plans for the day. Throw in the blustering, and he'd barely visited half the people he'd intended to, and only made one purchasing errand. He was on his way back to the hotel a visit to the hospital, on foot, eying the starless sky with more and more trepidation and wishing to heaven he'd brought his truck. Shame on him for thinking the rain was done for the day.

( and an empty shell )

Who: Dessicant and Lux
Where: Alleyway behind the homeless shelter in Darkwater
When: Early evening

One of the nice things about being a heartless old snake was you didn't feel guilty when you left things for other people to do. Dessicant was damn tired of paperwork, and he was cold, and he wanted to go home-- so he did. He left a note for his night-watch girl to handle the last few purchase requisitions and prep the reports for the city overnight, since it wasn't like she had a lot to do anyway on her shifts, and he locked up the office. Eying the front exit and the last remnants of the line for the kitchen that extended into it, he slipped out towards the back door. He didn't want to deal with any more people tonight. All he wanted was a warm blanket, a hot mug of tea, and some music.

Of course, he got stopped twice on the way back, first by the cook with a complaint which he told to submit in writing, and second by one of the homeless tenants of the building with some wild story about one of the girls putting spiders in his pillows that Dessicant listened to, nodded politely at, and then slipped away from. Paranoid, meddling bastard. Too bad that one in particular didn't have a drop of supernatural blood in him, or he'd have eaten him weeks ago.

( I should be eating YOU, infant. )

Who: Sibyl and Lux
When: Around 7pm
Where: The edge of chaos

Sibyl was not herself tonight. She had changed before, and so she was well aware of what it was like to have a part of you taken away. Even such a vital part as one's heartbeat. Now, the next most important part of her was gone. She didn't wake every evening and immediately begin working elemental magic, but today she noticed its absence right away. When her elegant freezer door opened and she sat up from the silky cushions that Kaz had fitted it with, everything was still.

( A Not Entirely Welcome Old Friend Comes To Town )