sean

Who: Brian and Sean
Where: The diner
When: Afternoon

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: middayish, right after scene with Dessi
Where: on the way home

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: mid-morning, riiiight after Joshua/Lullaby
Where: on the road, their apartment

Joshua didn't want to go back in the house. Even though she wasn't in there, she was still down by the water where he'd left her, he didn't want to go back in that place. Not yet. Maybe he'd send Sophie and Oz a thank you card or something later, but right now? His dumb ass was staying outside. He was almost tempted just to start walking home on his own, to give himself some time without somebody's eyes on him, but he knew that if Lulu went back in without him, Sean would likely freak out a little, and he didn't want to deal with that today. So, standing out by their car, he thumbed a message into his phone and sent it to the angel.

have to leave, just got dumped. out by the car, you coming? - J

Who: Maddie, Sean and Joshua, then...
Where: Osbourne Household
When: Approaching dusk

who: oz and sean
where: upstairs
when: before dark

Oz had spent most of his day helping Billy get the house into something resembling working order again. It wasn't exactly easy, and there was a lot to actually be done. Which meant while he'd gotten a bit of a nap in in the afternoon area...he'd been up the rest of the day and was going to be up the rest of the night, too. Joy. It was starting to get late, and that was when he went to find Sean, to discuss a little something he'd overheard earlier. The angel was upstairs, mending the window he'd broken through the night before, and Oz entered the game room, then shut the door behind himself. Walking over, he leaned back against the wall. "I'd like to have a discussion." he said. And it wasn't necessarily a 'can we' sort of deal. He wasn't sounding hostile or anything, just firm.

Sean wasn't exactly doing a great job of the window, and he was aware that Billy could have probably done a much better job, but the handyman was elsewhere and Sean didn't like the idea of there being an open window - even if it was several stories up. Anyway, it had been raining on and off all day and so he'd taken a couple of sheets of ply and some nails and had been boarding it up when Oz turned up. He finished nailing (crookedly) the final corner of the sheet in place before turning to the guy. "Sure," he said, easily. "What's up?"

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: early morning
Where: Osbourne house

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: 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: 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: Sean and Joshua
When: a little after eight
Where: the apartment

Joshua had set the alarm on his phone for around seven-thirty, but ended up waking up before it even, and lingering until eight. He'd turned it off so it wouldn't wake her, and just laid there for a while, looking at her face. It was so hard to get up out of bed. Because Lullaby was in it, and she was breathing softly and curled up to him. With the morning light coming in from the window, she was perfectly visible and -- most importantly -- alive. Just sleeping next to him like nothing had ever happened. He'd tried not to wake her up, but grace getting out of bed had never been his strong point, and the thunking had been more than enough. There'd been some quiet murmuring, and kisses. Wonderful kisses that had made him stay even longer than he really probably should've. It was glorious, and with promises that he would be back again later in the day, he left Journey's old house feeling absolutely buoyant.

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: early evening
Where: the apartment

Joshua hadn't slept well after the funeral. Which was to be expected, but he'd more or less slept himself out over the past couple of days, and he'd done an inordinate amount of staring at the ceiling. And thinking. Because he couldn't avoid that anymore. She was gone. Really really gone, he'd seen her body, seen them put the box she was in in the ground and cover it up with earth. He'd sat by her graveside until Sean had gently prodded him up and moving again, and it hadn't disappeared. Nobody had called to say it was a mistake. Her parents had cried. Lullaby Draven was dead. When morning had come round again, he'd told Sean he was going today to get the tattoo done. He didn't want to wait, because nothing was going to change.

They'd gone, and he'd stood around on the sidewalk in front of the tat place while Sean went in first to bless things, giving him that at least. Which was maybe why it had all gone as smoothly as it had. He'd told the guy what he wanted, using as few words as possible, and going through a couple of sketches until he thought they had it right, then sat in the chair for a few hours while it was done. It hurt a little, but it wasn't unbearable or anything. And in the end he'd shirtless in their full-body mirror and approved the black ink against his skin, a musical-scale pattern that began on the front of his deltoid and wrapped around the curve of his arm to the back, where it spread wider. Only sixteen notes, and the last one had a shattered look to it. No dates, no names, and the tattoo artist didn't ask any questions. Joshua knew exactly what it meant, and that was all that mattered.

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: early afternoon
Where: their apartment

It felt like it was taking Joshua forever to do anything. It took him forever to sit up in bed. It took him forever to actually stand up and shuffle to the bathroom. It took him forever to really admit to himself what today was. It felt somewhere vaguely like if he could just drag his feet enough, he could make it not true, make it not happen. He'd slept through most of the day before, again, and had dream after unrelenting dream of her. Some good, wherein she didn't get shot, it was a near miss, and they went on to Journey's in a hurry and then relaxed and made love for the first time in that darkened house. Some bad, in which he just re-lived the whole thing over and over and over again. It never only took a minute and a half in dreams; the agony lasted for hours. But it was getting to be around That Time, and he was trying to get dressed. Black pants, a black button-down with the sleeves rolled halfway up his arms while he struggled with the tie in front of the mirror. His stupid fucking fingers weren't cooperating. His whole body didn't want to do this, the thing that would make her death really real.

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: early afternoon
Where: the apartment

Joshua didn't want to wake up. He'd managed to stay asleep for a little over twelve hours, and his subconscious wanted more. Sleep was safe, sleep was still and quiet and he didn't have to think. Therefore, it stood to reason that he should stay asleep. His body, however, disagreed. It started so stir as the hour was edging into two o'clock. It was overly hot and uncomfortable from so much stillness, and he had to piss something awful. Mind still a thankfully fuzzy blank, he sat up in bed and got out of it, starting to shuffle for the hallway. Disoriented and ... well, himself in the first place, he ran into the edge of the door and then the doorframe itself, with either side of his body. It made some noise and knocked a picture off of the wall in the hallway, but he hardly noticed.

Sean was in the living room. He hadn't slept at all. He'd sat for half the night right outside Joshua's room, until it became clear toward dawn that the boy wasn't going to be waking any time soon. Then he'd retired to the living room where he'd been mindlessly watching infomercials with the sound right down low. He didn't, therefore, miss the sounds of Joshua getting up and he stood, the remote clattering to the floor as he moved, heading for his charge. "Hey - you're awake then," he said - there was no good thing to say first today.

Who: Sean and Joshua
Where: Police Station
When: Late

Sean had been worried anyway when the phone rang - Joshua should have been home already, though he wasn't running that late being that, since he'd been out with Lullaby and was a teenaged lad, Sean had mentally added on an hour to the time he'd expected him home. But that hour had been and gone and Sean had answered the phone on the first ring.

It being the police didn't help matters at all and Sean was only half listening as they filled him in - that fact he was listening at all instead of just halfway to the station was the fact that someone had had the foresight to start the call with 'he's okay, but...'. And then the but turned out to be the death of Lullaby and Sean was all sorts of concerned again. Concerned enough that he completely forgot himself and the fact he'd have to get Joshua home and flew to the police station - it was faster than driving and getting there at speed was the most important thing here.

He entered the building and was led to his charge, pushing past the police officer as soon as he saw Joshua, sitting there, by someone's desk, covered in blood. Oh shit. "Joshua?" he asked, putting a hand to the boy's shoulder.

Who: Joshua, Lullaby, and Sean
When: early evening
Where: Tourville Apts.

Lullaby walked up the steps to the apartment with maybe just a little bit of a nervous feeling in her belly. A new guardian angel...that was interesting. In a weird, 'how come' sort of way that she didn't feel like she should ask. September had been nice, if a bit intimidating, so she had no idea what to expect with a new one. She just hoped that they weren't anti-him-dating. Because that would suck a lot. They would have to sneak around then, and that wasn't ever a good thing. Oh stop being silly. You were invited over for dinner. Just...make sure you don't look like you're going to exacerbate Joshua's curse, and it should be okay. Really. she told herself firmly, right before she knocked on the door, then clasped her hands behind her back and waited. She'd kinda-sorta gotten cute. She was wearing a skirt anyways, and one of her nicer peasant tops. She remembered earrings tonight and everything too, and other matching jewellery. Makeup wasn't really existent, but then she wasn't the type, and she always felt like she was doing it wrong when she did try, so she skipped that part. She started fidgeting as she stood outside the door, and tried to make herself stop.

Sean was in the kitchen, trying to look like he wasn't panicking. What was he thinking? Suggesting dinner, when he couldn't actually cook? It had been a fit of over-enthusiasm, he knew. And now he was trying to cobble something together. Luckily there'd been food in the house - September had obviously remembered that kind of thing - and now he was trying to make some pasta-based something. With a sauce thing. He heard the doorbell and cursed. "Joshua!" he called, stirring the sauce and wondering if it was meant to be that colour. Hopefully. "Can you get the door?"

Joshua hadn't heard the knock from where he was in the bathroom, running wet hands through his hair and trying to get it right. It wasn't working out well. But he heard Sean's call well enough, and abandoned primping to run to the door. Only it was more of an excited bound, and he caught his shoulder on the doorframe. Which hurt only a little, and really didn't matter in the scheme of things. He threw the door open and gave Lullaby a sunny grin. She looked good. And even though it kinda smelled like it was burning, she was there to eat with them. At his place. Which was kind of a first. He reached out and snagged her into a hug, pressing a kiss to her temple.

Who: Sean and Joshua
When: noonish
Where: the apartment

The morning had passed in a whirlwind. It had started the night before, when Joshua had received the news that September was leaving. He was getting a new guardian, and ... it wouldn't be her anymore and that was just ... weird to think. On the tail of that had come the news from Lullaby that the kids were back. The other teens, from the mine. Which was a relief, but it was all mixed up with everything else going on. September had taken a cab to the airport that morning, and he suspected it was because she wanted to avoid one of those goodbyes. What with Sean coming in at nearly the same time, it had been hard to get a word in edgewise. There'd been a debriefing and some general 'take care, I'll be in touch' and then she was gone. He really wasn't sure how to feel about it. How to feel about any of it.