reiz

Who: Amy and Reiz
When: evening
Where: a bench

Who: Amy and Reiz
When: Around Lunchtime
Where: Amy's Apartment

"Of course Mom," Amy said into the phone. She could feel a headache starting, right at the base of her skull, curling, throbbing, pinching.

"Its just with Jupiter the way it is now, and the resort with the surge of guests, it'll just be hard, I won't have any time, you understand, don't you dear?"

"Yes Mom."

"Take care of yourself then, I have to head off before I'm late for my six o' clock aromatherapy session."

Who: Amy and Reiz.
Where: Grocery store!
When: Morning.

Believe it or not, Reiz did do some regular day-to-day activities. He'd had to depend on himself his whole life, so things like grocery shopping or cleaning clothes, he had to do himself.

Who: Mathias and Reiz
Where: Babylon
When: Night

Babylon was busy - not quite 'line out the door' busy, but crowded all the same. Only so many people in town could actually even find the place, after all, so that limited numbers. And having a queue really wasn't something that you wanted when you had a bar/club that 'normal' people shouldn't be able to find without help.

Who: Amy and Reiz.
Where: Amy's apartment.
When: Afternoon.

Who: Hunt, Pandect, Reiz.
Where: Outside.
When: Night time.

Even though it still wasn't a very good idea to stay outside, Reiz did anyway. After what had happened that afternoon--he didn't feel very comfortable around people. Even though he'd managed to push back the urges and instincts for those few moments, he'd still had a lust for blood that he needed to work out.

He'd stayed outside all day, hiding behind tree trunks, and when night finally came, he... He shifted back to his original form.

Who: Reiz and Amy
Where: that one old shack in the woods
When: morning time

im making up for it

Who: Amy and Reiz.
Where: Outdoors!
When: Late afternoon.

sorry

Who: Reiz and Pandect.
Where: Diner.
When: Morning.

Pandect was an angel of his word, if he said he'd meet the demon Reiz for breakfast, he would meet the demon Reiz for breakfast. And he hadn't lied the night before, he was proud of the demon, he couldn't imagine controlling his natural urges like that, but that pride was mixed up with other emotions. The faint urge to kill, the overpowering need for details, history, facts even though he knew there was no way for him to enact karmic retribution on a demon. Curiosity.

Who: Reiz and Pandect.
Where: Streets.
When: Night.

Despite the terrible winds at night, Reiz still liked it. It was quiet, the only noise was the air brushing past his ears. Maybe he'd stay out for a little while tonight, even if he was feeling kind of chilly. He brought his journal with him. He used to write a lot outside, Smith said it wasn't good to be cooped inside all day. There was a big world out there, and sleeping in a bed wouldn't let you see it. Even if Reiz liked to sleep too.

Who: Reiz and Pandect
Where: Marquette proper
When: breakfast time

Unfortunately, Reiz went a little overboard in the consumption of his favorite drug last night. Fortunately, he passed out so hard he didn't have any nightmares! Unfortunately, he woke up with a headache. And he still needed a drink.

who: medea and reiz
where: mshs side yard
when: morning

Medea had to admit, she thought the idea of the snow sculptures thing was interesting. She was generally artistic by nature, so it appealed to certain parts of her. The ones that had popped up in the side yard were interesting, though she thought they said more about the mentality of the average high school student rather than anything else. Things were telling. For her own creation, she'd done something she knew would appeal to Porter.

She hadn't done a superhero theme or anything, but she'd taken a classic story. Since she'd gotten a spot by a huge plowed snowbank, she'd carved into the side of it. It had taken her since they'd announced the idea in the first place, but she was alright with that. It meant she hadn't gotten time to catch up with her sister much if at all, but Isabelle was busy with her own things anyhow. Medea was busy on her own track.

She'd carved out a little 'cave' in the side of the bank, and had done basically a dark version of the little mermaid. The mermaid was out in front of the cave, sitting on a 'rock' with bones scattered around the base of it, and there were many inside the 'cave' as well. It wasn't as detailed as she would have wanted it to be, but it was at the very least halfways decent, in her own opinion. She was of course, working off of mermaid lore she'd dug up in the library that said they were flesh eaters. (Well, that and supposedly if you ate their flesh you became immortal, but that was a harder theme to put into a snow sculpture.)

Perhaps her own sculpture spoke more of her own psyche as well. Standing back, she surveyed the scene once again, like she did every day when she got out there, before she started to work at it again.

Who: Reiz and Jocelyn.
Where: Babylon.
When: Afternoon.

day 1

who: eris and reiz
where: babylon
when: afternoon