lullaby

who: lullaby and joshua
where: text!
when: early afternoon

Lullaby didn't know when Joshua was up and about, really, not anymore, though she thought that was something she should know. So...she gave it a while and didn't text him at the ass-crack of dawn or anything, and waited until a little after noon to text him.

Hey, how're you? You don't have a mirror in your bedroom or anything, do you?<3lulu

After she sent it, she sort of wondered to herself if she shouldn't work on being more subtle, or going with natural segues instead of hopping right into the weird paranoia...

who: dean and thia
where: osbourne residence
when: evening

Lullaby had had a busy time. She'd gone out for her walk, she'd done her thinking, she didn't think she'd woken anyone up with the out-for-a-walk-at-odd-hours of it all. She'd tried to be as quiet as humanly possible. When she'd gotten back, she'd curled up in the den and listened to the cd that was left on her grave with Oz's good headphones. She'd also wound up crashed out there, even if she hadn't intended to. When she woke up later, she'd wandered back upstairs to shower and change, then she sat in her room, milling over everything that had gone through her mind the night before.

One of the main things she knew she was in intense need of doing was starting to move forward. And while she didn't know how to do that per se, she was going to make an effort in small ways she thought could help. If nothing else, they probably wouldn't hurt. Therefore--she was making the room she'd been given into her room. This was kind of more difficult than one would think, especially when one didn't exactly have a whole lot in the way of personal possessions. However, she was making due with all the things she'd stolen the night before, and she was working on rearranging the furniture. This was more difficult than it looked, as the quality of furnishings in the Osbourne household was filed under the header 'ridiculously good' which meant it wasn't made out of particle board like most of the things at her home had been. It made moving things a hell of a lot harder since she was a small, not overly strong female. However, she was trying it--even if it was taking her for-fucking-ever.

It wasn't that Dean was avoiding her, no, not at all. He'd just... Decided that he should probably get homework done and so headed up to his room as soon as he'd got home from school and he'd been hiding there ever since. But he'd left his door ajar, so she could have come in if she'd wanted to. Right? He half expected it and kept glancing towards the door in case she'd managed to miraculously move silently and come in or something, but there wasn't anything.

who: lullaby and corwin
where: park cemetery
when: late night, near midnight

So, a lot is going on again, and I suppose I should take some time out to attempt to sort my head. It's kind of a messy place at current. And by kind of I mean explosively, apocalyptically bad. Yes, that's right, I just said it was the end of the world in my brain. Anyways.

God. Where do I even start? I just stared at the page for five minutes, not even knowing where to begin. I know I have to begin somewhere, but where? When there's so much crap floating around in the back of my brain and all of it is pretty much equally as insane, where do you even jump in? Okay whatever I'm just picking the first thing that goes through my mind.

who: dean and thia
where: osbourne residence
when: afternoon

Who: Billy and Lullaby
Where: In dreams
When: Overnight

The hallway looked a lot like school. Corridors where the light came in from double doors on either end, but the lights were off. The glare off of the polished floor wasn't enough to light her way properly. It was silent, sound missing from the scene entirely. Even when she moved to doors--doors that looked like the ones in Sophie and Oz's house, instead of proper school doors--the sound never made it. As she walked past trophy display cases, she looked inside them, the lights flickering. There were no trophys. There were a lot of seemingly random odds and ends, a necklace standing out in one of the cases, a silver pentacle with amethyst set into it.

Who: Billy, Maddie, Oz and Lullaby
Where: Billy's house
When: Late evening/ night

Maddie was sort of half hovering by the window, watching down into the drive. Not that she could see a lot, even if they'd turned the porch lights on. It was bloody dark. But she was watching anyhow. She also wasn't fantastically enamored with her evening with Billy being interrupted, but she supposed, those things happened. She was leaned against the wall, and she glanced over at her boy. "...still not sure what this is all really about." she said, frowning. "I also don't remember you lot bein this punchy, but maybe I'm romanticizin my memories of it all." she added. That had a little touch of a half smile on the end of it.

Who: Dean and Thia
Where: By the lake/inside
When: Evening

Dean's hand was still throbbing when he got back from Maddie's and he'd grabbed himself some painkillers and thrown them back, before looking around for Thia, Sophie telling him that she thought the girl was down by the lake. As he walked down through the trees, he palmed the small bundle of healing mojo from his pocket and ran it over the back of his injured hand, feeling it leave little tingles in its wake. Hopefully it'd help out, though his knuckles were still cracked and swollen.

He emerged out from the trees and onto the beach, heading over towards where he could see his friend sitting, studying the now-familiar book on fades.

Lullaby had wanted to come down by the water and have some quiet alone time, to go over the book she really didn't want to be going over. It was the tone. It was like she could feel accusation pointed at her loud and clear on every page. 'You evil, vile thing, you. Abomination is too kind a word'. or something like that. Either way, she wasn't a fan, and it was hard for her to get through. This was due largely to the fact that a lot of it she agreed with. She'd skipped over some of the finer points about fade creation, and was trying to find out more about her other 'abilities'. Currently, she'd stumbled onto something about mirror travel. Which at once was intensely neat, and absolutely terrifying. She shut her eyes and drew in a deep breath, letting it out slowly as she felt her headache sort of worsening. Maybe she wasn't used to being out in the fresh air and sunlight or something, because she kind of wasn't feeling so good. But she wanted to take advantage of being able to go outside whenever she wanted to again, and so was being stubborn about retreating back to the house. Not hearing Dean's approach, she rubbed at the back of her neck lightly, and tried to figure out if she had the brain power to continue reading about the crazy ass world of mirror travel.

Who: Joshua and Lullaby
When: late, 11:40ish
Where: over the phone

Everything had a certain point where it became unbearable. Even good things, pleasurable things, people were built to only take so much of. This was not one of those things, which made Joshua's threshhold of tolerance even lower. He hadn't heard from her yet. Not at all, and it was driving him crazy. Yeah, she'd dumped him, said she needed time and all that, and that was why he'd deleted every text message that he'd gotten halfway through writing to her. And there had been a lot. But laying on his back listening to Radiohead had put him in a certain mood, and one of them finally made it through. She probably wouldn't answer, but he couldn't make himself not risk it anymore.

If he was going to be a man, he had to man up to rejection too. So he hit send and dropped the phone to his stomach again.

Hi. you doing ok? -J

Who: Dean and Thia (guest appearance by Caleb on text)
Where: Osbourne residence
When: after dark

Who: Sophie and Lullaby
Where: Sophie's house
When: Morning

Lullaby had certainly done a lot of catching up on sleep the day before, hiding in Dean's closet with him. They'd crashed out for ages. She hadn't spent a whole lot more time awake either, even when they'd sort of decided to move and stop being curled up in the closet. She'd been awake for a while, and had read through some of the book that Dean had gotten on his abilities, trying to figure out ways to do things or not do things. In the end, she'd gone back to bed for a little while, and then woken up again to say goodbye to him before he went to school, what with it being back in session again. Weird, how little things like that could just...seem weird. School.

Who: Thia and Dean
Where: The lake
When: Late morning

Thia had been out with Joshua when Dean had got back from town, so he'd settled down at the kitchen table to read the book he'd picked up from Nevermore, grabbing a pad of paper from the drawer and slotting torn strips of paper into pages that he thought were really relevant or interesting. It wasn't until he happened to glance out the window and see Joshua walking up from the lake alone - and not looking too happy - that he started to wonder. He could just go and ask the guy what was up, but it was the absence of Thia which his mind went to, so he stayed out of the way, heading upstairs and to one of the windows overlooking the back yard, waiting for Thia to appear as well. When she didn't after a while, he decided to head down and see if he could find her.

who: joshua and lullaby
where: the lakeshore
when: early/mid morning

Who: Dean and various (Caleb, Charlotte, Joshua, Thia if any want to reply!)
Where: By Text / phone
When: Just before dark

I slept today. I slept because I didn't know what else to do. So, I dosed myself with sleep medication, and crashed. I don't remember dreaming, it was a really heavy sleep. But I kind of didn't want to wake up. Everything is up in the air right now, and it feels like I'm falling. Like a total freefall and it sucks. I haven't written a journal entry since before I died. I don't have my proper journal to write in. This I got from Sophie, just a plain notebook. But it works. I can write in it. So...whatever. I'm not sure I can even get everything out, right now though. There's so much. I guess I should fill in some backstory.

Who: Dean and Thia
Where: Dean's house
When: Mid-Afternoon

Lullaby had her shirt tugged up, it full of weird little charms. Supposedly, they were white magicked. If that was a word. Well it was now, she'd put it into the collective unconscious. Either way, they were instructed--and by instructed, Lullaby meant 'told to in no uncertain terms', to put the ones with feathers in every window in the house, and the ones with beads and stuff in every doorframe. It was a big house. She had a lot of charms. But when dead witches who are suddenly not so dead tell you to do these things with a tone of authority--you do them. Thus, she and Dean were wandering around attempting to catch all of them. They had the first floor done, so that was good. Now they were on to the second. Which meant they weren't in earshot anymore of Maddie or Billy, and it gave Lullaby a moment to gush. "Oh my god this whole thing is so romantic." she finally said, like she'd been waiting to say it for hours now.

Who: Dean and Thia, then Billy and Thia
Where: Dean's house
When: Midafternoon

Dean was actually sleeping, trying to get some in before it got dark again. He hadn't thought he'd be able to, but he'd promised he'd try, climbing into bed after lunch and stretching out under the blankets, one hand hooked underneath his pillow as he lay half on his side, half on his front, facing away from the bedroom door, which was ajar, breathing gently.

Lullaby had a bit of a issue to discuss with the sleeping boy, so when she walked into his room, she was less worried about his being asleep. And later--she might actually feel bad about it, but at current, she wasn't thinking about that and instead she marched up to the side of his bed and grabbed his shoulder, shaking him. "Hey!" she said, to try to get his attention better.

Who: Lulu and Joshua
When: late afternoon
Where: Osbourne house

It was on the cusp between afternoon and evening that Joshua really woke up. He'd stayed up a while in the morning, trying not to be in the way and helping where he could. He'd apologized to Sophie for the window. Well, both of them. But eventually sleep had dragged him down for a while. He was tired as hell, having been up the whole night before, and the one before that ... naps in the daytime really weren't a substitute for much. Luckily exhaustion left him mostly dreamless. Eventually though, he sat up on the bed in the room he'd been loaned, rubbing a hand over his stubble and yawning some. He took some time just to sit for a little while and try to wake up

Lullaby had peeked in on Joshua a few times that day, wanting to talk to him but not wanting to wake him either. She knew he needed the rest, and there was that wanting to take care of him part of the equation that kicked in there too. So, she'd waited, and was on her way up to check again, when she peeked into the room and saw him sitting up. She smiled at him, a light expression. Tired herself being she hadn't gotten sleep. "Hey." she said. "Sleep well?" she asked.

Who: Sophie and Lullaby
Where: Sophie's house
When: Around lunchtime

After she'd gotten some sleep--or what she was counting as sleep, considering it had been light and restless, Lullaby had given it up. What she didn't want was to fall asleep then have screaming nightmares, and like...send everyone into a fit or something. Dean would hear that. And depending how loud she was, Joshua a floor up probably would too. Then there was the Oz-werewolf-factor, and yeah. Basically? She just didn't want to go there. So she was avoiding. Which meant she was still dead on her feet, but she was trying. Either way, once she had decided she was going to be awake for real, she'd read a little, though her attention wasn't on it much. So, setting the book aside, she started downstairs to find Sophie.

Who: Dean and Thia
Where: Dean's house/room/closet :-P
When: Predawn

who: lullaby
where: the bathroom, oz's residence
when: about an hour after her return

There were flashes going on behind her eyelids. It was like a replay, a movie that she didn't want to be watching. Only it was there when she closed her eyes, and even if she didn't, she was still seeing it. The twisted faces of the vampires, the blur of Sean grabbing Joshua and flying. Hands, grasping her sling to tear it and pull her arm. How they'd jerked it around and then squeezed her wrist to grind the bones, making her wave at the house.

She'd kicked, she'd screamed, she'd shouted obscenities at them and it hadn't mattered. They'd been so strong. She could still feel their hands on her even if where they'd done it she wasn't even bruised. There were more scars now. She'd vaguely noticed when she'd caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror as the bath was filling. More scars that were wrong, because she hadn't actually healed them. They were wounds yesterday, and today they weren't.

Who: Joshua and Lullaby
When: late night
Where: Osbourne house

Lullaby felt shakey. All over. She didn't know if she was shaking, but she felt like she was. It had hurt again, in a vague sort of way, when she'd come back to life. Just drawing that first breath made her chest hurt, though everything else was perfect. Sean had picked her up and she'd had a few brief moments to be amazed at the fact that she was being carried. By someone who was flying, and then it had been over. There weren't the gunshots from when she'd cut out, just...one second the world had been full of awful badness, and then it was all silent and hushed. To say she wasn't sure what to do would have been understating it. Her mind was a mess, not sure what to latch onto or even if she should. She didn't even know where she'd been brought in at, but there was Joshua there. That filtered through better.

who: everyone at the osbourne household
where: oz's house
when: around midnight(predawn)

Things were relatively quiet, until around midnight. The night had been mostly undisturbed as far out as they were, though Oz had a police scanner in the kitchen quietly broadcasting. That told them that the vampires hadn't moved on from town, like they had the others. Fires were breaking out, people were dying, stores were looted, it was mayhem in town.

Just not out there. Not until it was interrupted by the first strike of lightning that crashed down from the sky all on it's own, to hit a figure that was moving in from the treeline. That was when the badness started.

who: texts from lullaby using dean's phone
when: various times during the day
where: text land

~For Isaac~
Hey-not sure if u remember me-was at the mine-was checking in to see who was ok.-Dean

~For Charlotte~
Charlotte-checking in to see if u r ok. R u--who else is?-Dean

~Reply to Caleb~
Ok. U?-D

Who: Joshua and Lullaby
When: midday
Where: Oz/Sophie/Dean's house

Lullaby was trying to get used to the pain. Really, she totally was. The pain meds helped, but seriously...at the end of the morning, she still had an untended broken wrist. It still in fact, felt like someone had replaced her bones in there with broken glass. Only now with the meds, it felt like someone had then wrapped it up in velvet or something. Either way? It still didn't feel good, and she was trying very very hard to not at all move it. Her back with the lacerations there wasn't happy either...but then again, really nothing was. She'd spent a lot of her morning getting woken up intermittenly by painfully freezing touches to her shoulder, which she'd been told was Maddie keeping her awake because it was dangerous for her to sleep just yet.

She'd also been assured she could sleep later. She just didn't know when that 'later' was going to be. Joshua when he'd come downstairs hadn't really left her side, and people were sort of wandering in and out. Sometimes so fast she only caught the tail end of them leaving. Of course, there was a ton of stuff to be done--not that she actually even knew what was being done. She did know she kept hearing intermitten thunks. Like someone was hammering a whole lot. It was faint to her, but she could hear it. All in all, her mood, while drugged up and full of pain--was actually fairly okay. She'd done something. And she'd done something useful. Something good. It gave her a little bit of new home that maybe she wasn't a monster. Or even if she was? Maybe she could make up for that.

Who: Billy and Lullaby, then with Oz and Dean thrown in
Where: Oz' house
When: Wee small hours

Lullaby had not slept much. At all, really. She'd shut her eyes, and removed her bells so she didn't wake Dean up--she figured even if he were asleep in his room with the door shut, he'd hear it when she moved and she thought he needed a ton of sleep right now. And she'd tried. She'd really, really tried, but it hadn't happened. She thought maybe she drifted a few times, but she never actually stopped being awake. Eventually, she got up, and wanted to head downstairs, just to sit quietly for a while. When she crept into the hall as quietly as she could--invisible in the darkness that was starting only faintly to turn into morning, she stopped and looked over at Dean's door.

It was open. Frowning a tiny bit, she moved as silently as she could manage to look in the doorway. He was asleep, laid out on his bed, and she felt a little relieved. He'd gotten to crash at some point after all. Thank goodness--he'd needed it. So, witness her retreating away from it and down the steps quietly, so she didn't do any noise making to interrupt that. She got down the steps, and sort of half looked around, not sure where to go from there. So she wandered slightly, finding the living room easily enough. She was silent as she walked in, looking ghostly in the pale light in there. Someone was on the couch. Wait...someone was hurt and on the couch, weren't they? She tried to remember the name...Dean had said it. It started with a B.

Who: Sean and Joshua then Sean Joshua and Lullaby with a guest mini-appearance by Dean
Where: Dean, Sophie and Oz's house
When: Night

Sean hadn't heard much about what was going on in town. Scratch that, he hadn't heard anything about what was going on in town - he'd been watching a movie when he'd felt that unmistakable 'oh shit' feeling that told him that Joshua was in some kind of trouble. Once he was out of the door and on his way, though, that changed pretty damn quick - a bird's eye view of a city would do that for a guy and flying was the quickest way of getting to wherever the guy was - quickest and shortest, being he could go in a straight line.

On the ground below him, fires burned. Two big ones, one with smoke belching up into the atmosphere, but there were smaller ones springing up here and there. Emergency vehicles seemed to be everywhere, stopped at scenes and haring either to or from them. It was chaos and Joshua was out there, somewhere, pushing Sean on faster and faster, flying solely on instinct, trusting on his abilities as Joshua's guardian to guide him unerringly to his side.

His panic and concern lessened slightly as he was directed towards the lake, flying out of town, the ground below becoming quieter, darker, the houses more spaced out. There were no emergency vehicles here, no crashed cars, the screams sounded a long way off. It was as good as he could hope for as the angel touched down in the driveway of a house. Of course, the first thing he saw was the battered old truck, the way the hood was crumpled and the blood smeared across it. Now that? Wasn't good. At all. And Sean reached the house door in a matter of moments, banging hard on it. Joshua was inside, there was blood out here and if he had to break down the door to get to him, that was what would be happening. He'd give them ten seconds. Maybe less. Five was seeming too long right now. Four, three...

Who: Dean and Lullaby
Where: Dean's house
When: Late

Who: In various groupings: billy dean joshua lullaby maddie oz and sophie
Where: All over the damn place!
When: After dark

The world was swimming as Billy drove up the road to Oz' house. It was a damned good job that there was no other traffic and that the place wasn't far, because he was swerving all over the place. His head was throbbing, the world wouldn't keep still, and he only had one hand that wanted to help with the whole 'working' thing. He clipped the corner as he pulled the battered truck into the gravel driveway of his friend's house and swerved to a stop, pushing down far too hard on the brake. He felt the pain lance through him as he jerked forward, then back and for a moment he lost his breath. This was the part where he got out of the car, he knew. But he didn't want to move. He was tired and his head was spinning. He should just sit here for a while. Maybe sleep for a bit.

Who: Joshua and Lullaby
When: afternoon
Where: Journey's house

Joshua tried to take a minute outside on the front porch before he went in. He was looking down at the books in his hands, and wondering -- stupidly, most likely -- just who's idea it had been for Dean to go get them, and how all that had gone down. And how things had gone last night, with them alone out at the orphanage, apparently playing with her abilities. Not that he thought anything happened, it just ... didn't do anything for his sense that he hadn't actually done anything for her. But that place was probably a death trap for him anyway. If there was a floor to collapse and drop you to your death, he'd probably find it, despite having been there before. But he could've brought her books, goddammit, that he could at least handle. He took a few breaths, told himself that he wouldn't let her know because she didn't need that on top of everything else, and walked into the house, looking around for her. "Lu?" he called overly loudly.

Lullaby happened to be in the living room, playing her millionth game of solitaire. The only good part about it was she knew several different types of it, so she could change it up now and then. The downside was it was her sitting around playing stupid cards all day when she was antsy to leave. Go outside, do anything that wasn't sitting inside playing soitaire. However, that wasn't doable, so she sat. And played, and waited. When she heard Joshua call for her, she looked up, then hopped up from where she was in the corner, smiling at him. "Hi!" she said, coming over to give him a kiss, and she looked at the stuff he was carrying. "Hey you'll be here in time for when Dean comes by too--though he said he can't stay. But he was supposed to bring books..." she paused, noting that one of the titles seemed pretty familiar in the sense that she was pretty sure that it was something Dean would have been bringing.