Who: Dean and Janice
Where: Movies
When: Evening

Dean had to wonder what the hell he was doing as he walked up to the cinema, after Sophie had dropped him off in town. Sure, he knew what he was doing, but he was as nervous as all hell and had spent the last hour wondering if this really was that good an idea. Maybe it would be best to just turn round and go home, stand her up, forget about the whole thing, deal with the fallout in school tomorrow where he'd doubtlessly be bitched about, but at least he wouldn't have to run the gauntlet that Thia and Caleb had him worrying about that this would be viewed as a more than one time thing. Somehow he had to make sure he made that clear. The one time only thing. Unless this went well - which he doubted it would - at least, not well enough for him to want a repeat performance. Sure, the girl was pretty, but, well, she was like fourteen or something and really not his type. He hadn't been lying when he told Thia that the reason he'd picked her was because he knew beyond a doubt that she'd say 'yes'. That probably wasn't a very good start. But, he was here - and wearing the jacket as Thia'd insisted, along with a pair of dark blue jeans and a charcoal grey tshirt. He'd purposefully picked them so she couldn't think that he'd made too much of an effort or anything. God, what was he doing again?

A text message sent from Sasha to Domino's number.

"Hotdog seeks LoLcat for good time. Hang out later?"

who: billy and maddie
where: their house
when: evening

Madigan headed indoors the second she saw the flash of light from the spell components she'd been preparing a bit back into the woods behind the house. It was about bloody time. So, those gathered up, she walked inside, and started dropping everything into he heavy trunk that was just inside the door. Then, she went in search of her boy. Who wasn't that difficult to find. "Y'know, my life was a lot easier when I was dead." she mused. "Hung around, lurked, watched...teased you...wasn't all bad. Now I've got more spellwork to do than I have in decades, pissy, overly dramatic teenagers about who're constantly demanding attention or downright need it in order not to get themselves killed, have to keep my energy up to tend to you..." she trailed off. "You know that bit about how people should be careful what they wish for?" she asked. Then she smiled at him. "Not feelin that at all." she finished. Then she gave him a kiss on the lips, and a hug.

He hooked her round the waist and pulled her in, returning the kiss. "No, me neither," he agreed as he pulled back a little, resting his forehead against hers. "Anyway, at least you're not getting bored - I know I've been neglecting you a little lately." What with the amount of work he'd been fitting in, and then the fact he'd been mostly laid out over the weekend after the tricks he'd pulled in Lullaby's dreams. He was just beginning to feel himself again now, and had taken the day off before he got hold of Corwin to start on the floor he wanted. He'd give the guy a ring tomorrow.

who: caleb and open
where: lakeshore, attempting to be away from the art shit
when: late afternoon

Fuck, it's been a while since I wrote in this, hasn't it? Guess I fell out of the habit when things started going to hell in a fucking handbasket. That'll have an impact on one's introspective time. Anyways, whatever, I have more shit on my mind now. I hooked up with Leija. So, officially, we're together. Or whatever the fuck you call it.

Who: Olivia and Brian
When: About 2pm, shortly before the shift change
Where: Diner

Olivia was back at work. It felt strange after having so many days off, but it was a necessary since she was pretty much broke and rent would be due soon enough. Which meant working - lots and lots of working. She managed it all right, ignoring the customers that pissed her off and chatting up or flirting with the tables that didn't. Anything to get an extra dollar in her tip was worth it. She was relieved not to see Brian - though she wondered how he was against her better judgment. Mya had stayed true to her promise to switch shifts, although Olivia did feel mildly guilty about Brian working night shifts now, unless he had preferred it then perhaps she did him a favor. Wiping down her last table, Olivia returned to the back to pull off her apron and grab her things. Briefly she considered going to see Mathias, but she honestly didn't know if that was entirely a good idea. But when had she been full of good ideas lately? Olivia wrinkled her nose a bit and hung up her apron. At least she had some free time before Babylon. Maybe she would stop by the arts thing happening in town instead. That would give her something to concentrate on... browsing at things she couldn't afford. Always a fun time.

Who: Claire and Ivan
When: After school/early evening
Where: Arts on the Rocks

If there was one thing Claire enjoyed in Marquette, it was all the weird little festival things it did throughout the year. Fairs, cheap carnivals, fish festivals, art shows... she blew her money on more crap than anyone she knew, half of which were still in bags in her closet. It was just fun finding little knick knacks, or spending five bucks on a small cone of cotton candy. It was even more fun to people watch. Crowds meant being in close vicinity with others, and if you had to place your hand on someone's back lightly just to be able to get by them, even better. She could feed fairly quickly at times, depending on the situation and the person. She liked crowds, for more than one reason, which was why she headed to the lakeshore shortly after school. It was busy, as she had a feeling it would be given the dull atmosphere of the town over the past few weeks. Finally, something that resembled normalcy.

Who: Peyton to Geo
When: 7:00am (before school)
Where: Text via Phone of course

hey - I didnt hear from you yesterday, which means if I don't hear from you today, i'm coming to track you down after school. be prepared if it comes to that. worried about you. - p

Who: Herbert and Olivia
When: Early morning
Where: Their apartment

Olivia was up, showered and cooking before Herbert had woken. She hadn't slept very well the night before, after having stayed up most of the night playing... video games with Corwin. Video games with a vampire. She wondered if Judiel would find that amusing or not. In any case, it had at least been distracting. She read for the rest of the night until she dozed for about an hour before the sun began to peek into her room. Sipping a bit of coffee now, Olivia was finishing up the omelet she'd made for Herbert - who she was sure would smell it while it was cooking and hopefully lure him out of bed. She found early on that it was hard waking a teenage boy from slumber. Worse when said boy was a werebear. As much as Olivia loved the season, she was dreading winter. Herbert hibernating? She'd have to pound pots and pans together over his head to get him up for school, no doubt. But that wasn't the only reason she was cooking him breakfast that morning. She wanted to talk to him briefly about Corwin and hopefully succeed in it a bit better than she had the night before. She was afraid that maybe she'd hurt his feelings somehow, and she felt a strange, intense need to remedy that if it was true.

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...

so close...

it gets worse at night.

This is insane - this is the insanity that my life has become. This is, in no particular order, my 'to do' list:-

Who: Stacey
Where: On the Phone
When: Tuesday morning

Want to go to Art on the Rocks sometime?

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: Olivia and Corwin, and later some Herbert
Where: The streets
When: Late evening

Olivia was feeling much better, being back in Marquette. Which was strange, given all of the horrifying vampire death that had happened before she left. Sure, being back meant having to face all the complications she'd so expertly weaved in her life, but that was okay too. She could deal. She had to deal. Otherwise she would just want to run again, and she was trying so very hard to keep from doing that anymore. To keep herself occupied and distracted from the desire to go see Mathias. Or go knock on Judiel's door again, Olivia found the nearest open bar. She really was broke, but had enough cash left for a couple drinks. She could afford it, since she had every intention of going back to work tomorrow. Besides, having a quiet place where she could relax and think by herself was needed and while the bar might not have been really quiet, it was certainly easier to think there than holed up in her room.

After a couple of hours, she headed out and began to walk along the dark streets back toward home. After turning the corner away from the bar, she began to dig through her bag for her cigarettes, wavering only slightly as she wasn't really watching where she was going.

For a place that will be filled not quite so shortly XD

For another scene.

Who: Jordan and Herbert
When: Late afternoon – After school
Where: Trowbridge park

The only reason Jordan knew what day it was, was because she’d had school today and that meant it was a weekday. Time seemed to just pass so strangely since Devon had died. She wasn’t even sure she’d made it to all of her classes today. She was pretty sure this is what they normally call depression.

Jordan, not wanting to go home and listen to her mother worry over her- the comment last night about ‘seeing someone’ being the last straw- she went to the park instead and walked. She’d really not been to the park since… well she couldn’t remember the last time she’s been to the park. Jordan was dressed in her normal dark colors, black jeans, boots, button-up and Devon’s trench. Her book bag was draped over her shoulder and her hands shoved deep in her pockets. As she walked her eyes ran along the trail, they were red (had been for a few days) but her tears were long gone.

Who: Brian and Ash
Where: Babylon
When: Early evening

All it had taken was a quick phone call, a suggestion of place, and a counter-suggestion of time, and Brian was on his way to Babylon. On foot, seeing as Marlowe still had his car, but that was just fine. He had his cane, he had his cat to kick at now and then if he was feeling annoyed with him-- not that he ever hit; Torziel seemed to think it a fun game to dodge the randomly-timed feet aimed at his paws, and was dancing around them with a very entertained expression-- and Babylon would probably obligingly show up right as he was getting to be in too much pain to continue on. It had an annoying habit of doing that. Too bad it didn't show up when he wanted it to show up. Say, immediately.

The fact that Ash knew about and agreed upon doing their drinking at Babylon said interesting things about Ash, honestly, but all Brian figured it meant was he didn't have to be quite so careful about what he said or did. Maybe. The fact that this might well be the last night Babylon would be Olivia-free for a while meant Brian had really kinda wanted to go there, so he was willing to bring up a place the other party might never have heard of. Hell, he was willing to bring the man there, if he had to.

Apparently he didn't have to.

Who: Caleb and Leija
When: afternoon, post-school
Where: lockwood residence
Warning: nsfw-ish

After opening her bag up at home, sitting, and then giving up on the pretense of actually doing any homework, Leija left a note for her dad and headed out again. She fingered the phone in her hoodie pocket and wondered if she should call first. Could she just drop in, now that she was 'the girlfriend'? She had the idea that that kind of meant different things to different people, and she was still in the process of figuring it out with Caleb. Not that it hadn't been an enjoyable process so far -- more than once she'd caught herself daydreaming in class about the Lockwood garage -- but still. As she walked, she decided he probably wouldn't care if she just showed up, and if he wasn't home then she could come up with a Plan B to occupy herself. She mounted the porch steps and knocked, stepping back and retucking her hands into her jacket.

Caleb was in the living room, sketching. Nothing in particular, really, he was just doing it to occupy his mind for a while. He had a few things on it, and he was attempting to sort through it all. When the knock on the door came, he dropped it off onto the floor and got up, going to answer it. His first thought was that he and his brother didn't get many visitors, and second that he hoped it wasn't Math's psycho-not-girlfriend. When he opened it on Leija, he smiled. Much better than anyone else. "Hey." he said, not at all appearing to mind her showing up without warning.

Who: Peyton and Isaac
When: after school
Where: Peyton's house
Warning: NSFW

As he was leaving school, Isaac had texted his girlfriend again. She was awake and was okay with him coming over, so that was where he headed instead of going home. This wasn't the first time she'd felt bad, and it worried him a little. It was hard to get Isaac sick, he tended to have that whole 'healthy as an ox' thing going on -- at least physically, anyway -- and so Peyton being sick was something to fret over. He'd also heard through the rumor mill who's house it had been that burned down, and he recognized her friend Geo's name in there. Which was something else to worry about, as he knew it would probably be having an effect on her. It was hard to imagine it not.

She'd told him to come on in when he got there, that the door would be unlocked. It was starting to feel natural to do now. Not nearly so much as Thom's house, but close enough. He opened the front door and stuck his head in momentarily, listening. Tyler's car wasn't in the driveway, and the rest of the house sounded quiet. Isaac stepped in and readjusted the straps on his backpack, closing the door behind him again and locking it out of habit. "Peyton?" he called, though not overly loudly, wanting to judge where she was before he started tromping through the place.

Who: Herbert and Claire
Where: School!
When: Statistics class, after lunch

The trend of being on time or even early for class was continuing; Herbert wasn't complaining. Though once he reached statistics, he was starting to think maybe he should. This was by far his worst class, and the one class he hadn't managed to get something done for over the weekend. After Geo and Sammy Saturday, and then Olivia finally coming home Sunday, trying to figure out statistics had just been beyond his poor brain's capability. Most of his other classes he's managed something decent to turn in, but not this one.

So he had to sit there, guilty-feeling and wondering just how badly it would hurt his already-not-too-high grade to have not done a single problem, for ten minutes until the bell rang. He really needed a distraction.

Who: Olivia and Judiel
When: 8:00am
Where: Judiel's apartment

She'd arrived home yesterday in the early evening, greeting Herbert and dumping her bag - heavier than it was when she left - in her bedroom. After a long, hot bath and a small sandwich, she'd proceeded to fall asleep on the couch despite wanting to go see Judi. Exhaustion after a couple days away, the sleepless nights, grieving and the plane rides quite simply caught up to her. Olivia had woken well before sunrise and blindly reached for the phone to call Mathias, leaving a short message on his cell to tell him she was home, if he'd even wanted to know. Even though they had kinda-sorta-weirdly made... plans? before she left, she still felt like she'd left on strange terms with him and the weird pit in her stomach didn't go away until she'd said goodbye and hung up the phone.

In any case, she'd focused on making Herbert breakfast before he left for school and then changed into jeans and a t-shirt before being unable to fight the urge to see Judiel anymore. Barefoot, Olivia left her apartment and padded quickly down the hall to his door. It was early yet, so she wasn't sure if he'd even be awake yet. Not like that had ever stopped her before, and it certainly didn't stop her now. She knocked eagerly, trying not to shift impatiently back and forth as she waited for the door to open. He was taking way too long in her opinion, and she lifted her hand to knock again, wishing she'd taken him up on that key to his apartment before.

Who: Herbert and Leija
When: lunchtime
Where: outside

Avoiding people had become something of an art form. Specifically, Thom and Isaac. And Isaac's sister, just in case. As well as the other members of the band. In fact, Leija had quite a list going of people that she tried her best to dodge all day long. Between classes it wasn't really difficult, but lunchtime ... she and Thom had the same lunch period. Even though they'd texted during the vampire crisis, she didn't know at all if that constituted them as friends -- yeah, right -- or if she was even allowed to text him ever again, if lives weren't in danger. She wanted to know how he was, but thought that asking was probably a really bad idea on her part. And certainly not in school with witnesses around. So, Leija had more or less taken to eating lunch outside. She usually brought it anyway, and it wasn't too hard to find spots where people weren't sitting.

She'd brought peanut butter and jelly, though she hadn't touched it yet. She sat with her legs crossed, the hood of her jacket up against the slight chill in the air, and stared out at the grass, mind sort of all over the place.

Who: Sammy and Eben!
Where: MSHS
When: Last period

Turmoil roiled through Sammy like waves tossed and turned on the sea by a hurricane as he sat by himself on the side-lawn where he and the others had met for the system-setting-up meeting. Technically he should have been inside like everyone else in his last class, but he didn’t want to sit in there anymore. He also didn’t want to go home once the final bell rang, to be honest. He just wanted to…sit. And do nothing. Yes.

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Who: Brian and Hunt
Where: Brian's house
When: Shortly after school gets out

While first on his list of things to do probably should have been getting in touch with Hunt, the man had school to teach, and Brian was perfectly content to put things off. And then put them off some more. To be perfectly honest, he was dreading having to talk to Hunt again, with Mya's advice behind him, because he hadn't the faintest idea how to begin.

Who: Peyton to Geo
When: Noonish
Where: Text Message

checking in on you. how are you doing? am home if you want to call or stop by later. if not, just text and let me know you're okay. - p