The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

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Date: Sunday 4/5/09
Weather: 30 Degrees and Overcast
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Monday 4/6/09
Weather: 21 Degrees and Overcast
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Tuesday 4/7/09
Weather: 36 Degrees and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: Maggie Burghard

Date: Wednesday 4/8/09
Weather: 38 Degrees and Overcast
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Thursday 4/9/09
Weather: 40 Degrees and Overcast
Events: Full Moon
Birthdays: None

Date: Friday 4/10/09
Weather: 40 Degrees and Overcast
Events: None
Birthdays: None

Date: Saturday 4/11/09
Weather: 38 Degrees and Clear
Events: None
Birthdays: None


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Mod Notes:
The game will be advanced one week in-game every two reality weeks. Character adds will be done at the week change, unless circumstances are discussed.
If you know any cool people that you feel would fit in with our group, let them know about us!

Who: Jason and Wolfgang
When: Around the witching hour (So super early Monday morning)
Where: Mal's house, the spare bedroom and Jason's own mind
What: The Sire lashes out

Wolf easily climbed into Jason's mind this time, he had a direct line by now. The boy was dreaming about nothing in particular and Wolf immediately changed it to suit himself. Jason was deep inside the caves Wolf called home, surrounded by the other vampires in his den. "Hello, Jason." He said as he had chains slowly wrap around the man's limbs.

Who: Lupe and Kennedy
What: Ken comes home with sad news
Where: Their apartment
When: Later evening
Rating: PG

Ken had been crying pretty much the entire flight back. He felt lousy. He couldn't remember ever feeling this lousy. Part of him really, really hoped that Lupe was in bed or was out for the night. He even sort of hoped that she was feeding off someone tonight, if only so he could come home and he alone and she wouldn't have to see him like this right now. But the apartment light was on, so no such luck. Sniffling and wiping his face as best he could, Ken slung his bag over his shoulder and tried not to look devastated as he came in the front door.

"Hey," he said quietly, working to keep his voice even as he hung up his coat and stepped out of his shoes. "I'm home. I'm gonna go to bed."