November 13 2007

Who: Jocelyn and Doc
Where: over the wire (phone)
When: Late night

Who: Jocelyn and Grayson
Where: Babylon, main bar
When: late evening

If nothing it had been a long day. Jocelyn was bleary-eyed from staring at older texts and making notes all day, working dilligently on her task of designing wards for the others. She wasn't usually the type to completely throw herself into her work without breaks as she had today, but a few things had set her off and working was a sufficient distraction from them.

Who:Pandect, Amy and Jamie
Where: Marquette
When:four o' clock

"I'll be covering for you tonight," Pandect said, tucking his feet in the legs of the bar stool they used for the seat at the front desk. "You've prepped me twelve times, I know how to check people in, I know how to check people out, I'm not going to let the motel burn down, not after I put all that work into it."

"Okay, okay!" Amy said, playing with the end of her best sparkly scarf. "I'm just all excited! I haven't had a date in forever."

Who: Pandect and Kurt
When: midday
Where: home improvement store

Kurt had swung by the house that Doc had offered up to him, to see what was what. The first thing he determined was that the place needed a couple more deadbolts. And the fridge was empty, but it was wiser to buy hardware before perishables. It was also possible that the house was fine, and he just needed to be out doing something. Either way, he was out doing something. Shopping at the home improvement store for tools and other things he probably didn't strictly need. Having a car seemed to have made him rather restless. He pushed the cart in front of him down a wide aisle, eyeing the locks with a critical gaze.

Pandect was contemplating shot guns and golf clubs, but Amy had insisted on more peaceable solutions, so he was in the same store he found the shingles at (and they were good shingles) so he figured why not trust them for locks as well. He was testing the window locks, Amy's vandal's favorite way of gaining entrance (which was frankly annoying, it would be a whole lot less hassle for whoever it was to just break the lock on the door, which reminded him, he needed to get another lock for Amy's door) for a second he had thought it was Rey (and it really, really had better not be or he was going to knock out two Delacourts with one stone or die trying) but the demon would taunt Pandect afterward. Let him know he had Pandect's number. And to confront the demon would only reveal his weak spot.

Who: Isabelle and Thom
Where: outside of MSHS, the walk home
When: After cheerleading

Who: Jerilyn and Pandect
Where: the woods near the Lamplighter motel
When: early evening

Who: Porter and Jesse
When: lunchtime
Where: MSHS

Another day, another dollar, another notch in the belt of life -- or was it a bedpost? 'Cause in the end, everybody got screwed -- another block of time wasted not-learning things that they'd never use. Jesse wasn't in the best of moods, but he was dealing. Another night of the 'geist, this one louder and worse. He'd gone into his parents' bedroom after a while, and found his mom crying and their bathroom worse than a meat-locker, and didn't like that. No, not one bit. Knowing what was up with something did not make it more fun to deal with. They'd all ended up camping out in the living room, and it had stopped eventually. But not before one of his Dylan posters had been fuckered.

He was taking lunch in the hallway yet again, only half-heartedly out of the way as he hunched over some tarot cards laid out in front of him. Advice, he was looking for guidance from the cosmos. They were being stubbornly silent, and his agitation showed in the speed at which the drumstick in his left hand was beating on the bottom of his sneaker. "Fuckin' empress, eat my cornhole," he muttered as he flipped another card down from the deck in his lap.

who: caleb and nic
where: nic's house
when: evening

Who: Mathias
Where: home
When: Evening

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: Doc, messages to Grayson, Jocelyn, Kurt, and Oz
Where: his backyard and onward
When: 5 AM on

'Early' didn't hold much meaning for a man who didn't sleep. Beyond the notions that other people held for concepts like that, Doc simply saw each day as a whole section of time that reset with every sunrise. Still, he knew it was early enough that the town slept around him in time with his children inside the house as Doc slipped out the back door and into the yard.

Who: Amy, Pandect and Jamie
When: Morning
Where: Just A Bakery

Jamie was pretty sure he was a big mess. He hadn't looked at a mirror lately, but having spent the past day painting and getting dripped on... He wasn't a detective, but he had a high enough skill in deduction to figure it out. But ah, who said you had to be paintless to bake? It's not like paint was going into the food...

Ooo. Food coloring! He had to save that one for later...

Who: Leija
When: 7:36am
Where: her room

It was the insistent buzzing of the alarm clock that woke her up. Eyelids that felt like they were lined with sandpaper slid open and her exhausted pupils attempted to focus on the bright green numbers. Another day. Time to get up for school. Past time, really. How long had that thing been going off? In an almost identical movement to the one she'd made twenty-four hours ago, Leija reached over and shut the alarm off. Another day of not going to school. She tilted her phone up from where it was on the nightstand. No missed calls, no texts.