The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Max and Rorie, then Mal and Garret (and a brief appearance by Sim)
What: The Rescue!
Where: Evil vampire's house
When: Midday
Rating: PG 13 for violence

Rorie had come home tired and went straight to bed. He’d slept all of Monday, not even noticing if Garret was around or not. There hadn’t been any noises, anyone tapping on him to check on him or just creeking on the door way as if they were leaning in to look at him. Nothing. Not that he really noticed anything right off the bat. Rorie was passed out and hadn’t moved except once to get up and go pee. Come Tuesday morning when he wasn’t as tired or sore, he shuffled around the house, foraging in the great fridge for something to eat when he finally noticed it was quiet. The kind of quiet that tells you no one’s in the house with you. Even Pete was silent in his corner of the room.

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Who: Sim and Xander
What: Teaching how to not kill when feeding
Where: Xander's temp apartment
When: Evening
Warning: Possibly NSFW TBD

( She actually felt sexy, which probably wasn't good for the boys as she walked across campus. )

Who: Sim and Riley
When: Morning
Where: Riley's office
What: a job interview

Sim was nervous. Her was her first job interview and she had dressed as best she could with the clothes that Garret had bought her. Skinny jeans with a pair of knee high brown boots, a purple tank top and black fitted jacket. Her feather's hung from her hair and her make up done tastefully. She even asked a teacher if she looked okay for a nanny interview.

Getting the green light, she had her papers of references in her hand as she power walked to Mr. Quinn's office. Knocking, she waited for the call to invite her in.

( You must be Sim right? )

Who: Rorie and Sim
What: Giving special cookie
Where: School
When: Noonish

( Cookies can turn a day good sometimes. )

Who: The School, starting with Sim and Garret
What: A dance
Where: The School
When: Evening
Note: Feel free to use this as the main scene for the dance, tag who your scene is with to help everyone out!

Sim was nervous. She wasn't dressed like the other girls, at all. In fact, she looked down right like a hobo. She nearly turned around and went back to her room, but her stubbornness won out. Once she commit to something, then she saw it through. Dressed in the nicest thing she had on her, a pair of jeans with holes in the knees from wear and tear, a long plain black sleeveless shirt that had the bottom hem unraveling, an off white button up that had a dark wine stain on one sleeve and her only pair of brown boots that were peeling and may have once been darker. Her hair was done like it usually was, brushed and left down with a few beads and feathers braided in as her earrings dangled and shimmered.

Standing at the door way, she looked around and thought it was beautifully decorated. Speakers playing music while people in the middle of the room danced with food and drink to the side, streamers and balloons and glitter were everywhere making everything shimmer and shine like stars. Green and yellow table clothes made everything brighter, like spring was here. Life blooming and wanting to break out from the winter haze and become alive again.

( So this is a Spring Fling. )

Who: Sim and Garret
What: Meetings and cookies
Where: Around the grounds
When: Noonish

( She had a total crush on him. Of course, this made Garret absolutely grin. )

Who: Sim and Syn
What: Pick pocketing and meetings
Where: Outside in the quad
When: Noonish

( It was very nice to meet you too Mr. Stephen Tyler. )

Who: Sim and Pearl
What: Making charms
Where: The girls' commons room
When: Afternoon

Sim was excited. She'd finally be able to understand everything everyone was saying. Whether or not the slang would be understandable or not was still up in the air. At least she would be able to work in her classes, which them in themselves were hard enough when she couldn't read the material. With the components she needed, Sim was set at a table, dressed in her usual worn out tee and jeans, barefoot from it being rather warm inside. People looked at her weird, but she was used to it.

When a blond woman came at sat with her though, she smiled. "Pearl, yes?" She said, hoping that she was getting her name right.

Who: Sim and Lyle
What: Showing around
Where: Campus
When: Afternoon

Sim had been given a list of things. Some of it were things she understood, others not so much. It was frustrating, but she would have to learn more English. Especially written English. She was in America now and not everyone was accommodating. She'd stayed at the big house where Blake lived for the night, mostly because she was reluctant to leave the only person she knew that actually understood her fully. It would be tough, but she'd have to power through. After all, she was there to find her father and actually meet him.

That would come later though. Right then, she had to find her dorm. "Excusez-moi. Excusez-moi," she tried to get someone, anyone to stop, but it seemed either they didn't care or they didn't understand her. Maybe even a possible mixture of both. "Cet endroit est impossible! Quelqu'un simplement arrêter et aidez-moi pour quelques minutes?" She huffed, looking down at the papers and groaning. This is why she didn't go to a regular school. She preferred her traveling lifestyle over this! "Jerks," she grumbled, trying to find her way again.

[Excuse me. Excuse me.
This place is impossible! Will anyone just stop and help me for a few minutes!?]

Who: Sim and Blake
What: Meeting and helping direct
Where: A bakery in Danvers
When: Monday afternoon

Sim had been busy. It had taken her nearly a half a week to get from New York to Danvers. Lots of pick pocketing and taxi's and confusing English being yelled at her. It was a mess and she wasn't sure if she'd be able to get to Danvers. That is until there was some lucky taxi driver that spoke French and was able to give her directions. Of course her week in New York was very different from the life she knew back in France. New York was bustling and busy with smells and people that were as different as wild flowers in a field, though they all weren't pleasant like the flowers were. As soon as she could, she was gone. Taking a bus to Danvers and that was as far as she could get because no matter how hard she tried to look for Garret, she kept coming up with a school, but not a way to get there.

( Why couldn't everyone learn French? It was easier than stupid English. )