October 27 2007

Who: Nic and Drea
When: late afternoon
Where: phone

Drea was tired. Even after sleeping for hours on end, she woke up tired. Her dad had patched her up as best he could, and she'd taken some pain killers, but everything still hurt and felt dulled at the same time. She dragged herself out of bed sometime when the sun was on it's way toward the horizon and shuffled to the kitchen, trying to go easy on her injured leg. She didn't think anything was infected, thank the gods, but she wouldn't be climbing any trees for a while. While she was waiting for some tea to heat up in the microwave, her eyes landed on the phone, and she realized that she hadn't called anyone to see if they were okay. She'd gotten a message from Eben that he was leaving town for a bit, and that had been a relief, but ... there were a couple others. She picked up the receiver and looked at the small list pegged up on the cork board in front of the phone, and dialed Nic's number.

Who: Ransom and Charlotte
Where: Charlotte's house
When: early morning

Ransom wasted no time in rushing off to Charlotte's as dawn hit. He made sure his whole family was safe, then grabbed a small bag and took off. Rather than fight for the truck, he went in wolf form, well aware that he'd need to change when he got there. He didn't think Charlotte would mind, though, and carrying his bag in his teeth was only a minor inconvenience. When he got to her house, he circled it once, checking for any unusual scents that might have indicated danger. Finding none, he hurried to the front door, hopped up on his hind legs, and rang the bell. Hopefully Charlotte would answer.

As it turned out, Isadora was walking through the hall when the doorbell rang, so she answered the door. Charlotte's mom stared at blank air, and then looked down to see Ransom. "Oh! You must be Ransom." she said, as if this happened every freaking day. "Honey, there's a wolf at the door!"

Who: Someone familiar?
Where: Marquette General Hospital
When: Evening

After the chaos of the night before, everyone was on their guard, believing they would recognize danger when they saw it coming. The hospital staff had been notified to be on the lookout for large, dangerous animals, and to call for help immediately if spotted. A tall man in a doctor's white lab coat seemed to pose no threat. They needed all the help they could get, and if Ishpeming had sent a few extra hands, they weren't opposed. When he passed the nurses, he flashed them a shy smile before going on his way. Later, they would recount that he was tall, with blond hair and brown eyes, hidden behind wire-rimmed glasses.

Who: Caleb and Rose
When: Afternoon
Where: Phoneland

Who: Lottie
Where: Tourville Apartments; Lottie’s Place
When: Late Afternoon

Put up around town are fliers. The message is simple, typed and reads:

For those attacked on the 26th, if you don't know what's happening to you, and need help, call the following number. Leave a message if no one answers.
(906) 555-9207

Who: Aaron and Dylan
Where: Phoneland
When: Sometime during Kavin's party

Dylan hadn't bothered to text Aaron at all during the day and he felt guilty about it. He had run off the night before with barely an explanation and he was sure that his friends were probably worried about his mini freak-out the night before. He had planned to call before he left for Kavin's party but he'd been distracted while getting ready. He didn't think about it again until he was already there and since he didn't really want to head outside in the dark to explain, he shot Aaron a short text instead.

aron, srry i left earle yesterbay. famile emergencee, my bro needed we but its ok now. did u have fnu wityout me?

Who: Aaron and his mom
Where: Aaron's room
When: Saturday afternoon

Who: Ian
When: Evening
Where: Bus station, near Trowbridge Par

The smell of blood was like a big welcoming committee, hi Ian, welcome home.

Who: Gabe and Claire
Where: Phone and then Gabe's house
When: Around noon

As the phone rang in his ear, Gabe wondered what he should say. There was a lot he could say, but how much of that would Claire want to hear? She'd never been fond of Chrissy, and Gabe didn't want to become overrun with emotion again, but it hadn't completely passed. Furthermore, he wasn't okay. He'd been bitten, and she was one of the few people he was willing to tell that would know what that meant.

Who: Isaac and Thom
When: morning
Where: phone

Thom had sat and watched the St James house until sunrise. After he'd found out about Chrissy, he'd needed something to sit and do anyway and that - he couldn't think. He'd hoped that writing in his journal would help, but it hadn't.

Who: Mathias and Rey
Where: Babylon
When: Evening

It was a night to celebrate if ever there was one in Rey's time here. He felt refreshed, revitalized, armored against the boredom that had mired him down since moving here. The daylight had been nearly depressing; it meant he wouldn't see Marguerite while he was tending to his errands for the day, for certain. Which would only be a huge problem if Rey had anything beyond a dark amusement over the night he'd shared with her, so the day had gone by easily enough. But when it became night? Well, he couldn't linger around the quiet house or Rafael's moods. He needed a drink, a reason to wander the streets.

Who: Caleb and Dean. Then Oz and Dean. Then Caleb and Dean again. Then Dean and Luallby...
Where: phoneland, then the park, England
When: evening(in England)

Caleb was a little more aware of the time this time when he phoned Dean, sitting in his room staring out the window. He was propped on the sill of it, since it was right there above his bed in the first place, and he was just staring more or less sightlessly out, where things looked really normal. Or, the back yard did, anyways. His mind was on a lot of things, Nic being pretty damn prominent. But, he also just kind of missed Dean being around, and wanted to talk to the guy. Tell him about the magical adventures of running from werewolves he'd missed.

Dean pulled his phone from his pocket as it rang and checked the caller ID, before excusing himself from the room and heading into a quieter part of the house. That was the good thing about Andy's house - it was huge, there was always a quieter part. Somewhere where he could talk to Caleb about whatever he was calling for and not have to worry about being overheard. "Hey mate, what's up?" he asked, sitting down on the stairs, resting his elbows on his knees as he held the phone to his ear.

I haven't slept overnight. I can't decide how I feel about it. Which in and of itself is awful. Really really awful. I should know how I feel about this, I really should.

Who: Dylan and Leija
Where: Leija's house
When: Early afternoon

   We survived the night, and my mom even managed to sew my finger up. I’m trying to tell myself I can relax now, but I can’t. I can't count on the worst being over.

Who: Kavin and Open to teens
When: Night
Where: Kavin's house

He hadn't got as much booze as the last party, but there was plenty to go around. Along with a few pizzas that Jeri had whipped up. Kavin hadn't bothered to dress up, letting Peyton know she didn't have to come early, or at all if she didn't want to. He was going to let her work her magic, but he just wasn't in the mood to dress up. It didn't feel right. Not when a classmate ended up dead. Right now what he needed was a drink, so he'd poured himself a screwdriver in one of those little blue plastic cups. It was more vodka than orange juice really. So much so that it looked like watered down orange juice. But a guy needed a drink once in a while. Especially when they picked up a dead girl the night before. He'd left the door unlocked for people to come in and go out as they pleased.

The weapons in the house were gone. He, with the help of Jeri, had collected and stored them in his parents attic. Aside from the few he kept on his person, a pocket knife in one pocket and a silver knife in the one of the combat boots he wore. Jeri was doing something or other in the kitchen and he'd gotten his CD player set up with a couple mixed CD's. It wasn't really big bash anymore, not with everything that happened the night before. He wasn't really sure that anyone would show up. Then again, in the face of a tragedy, everybody needs a drink.

Who: Jeri and Kavin
Where: Kavin's House
When: Afternoon

Kavin managed to get a bit of sleep, thankfully. He didn't wake up til shortly after one. His legs were tangled up in Jeri's and he did his best to not wake her as he untwined himself. He needed a shower and he needed to gather up his weapons and take them to his parents house before the party. Not to mention going out and getting some booze. And shaving sometime before the evening.

The problem wasn't that he disturbed her, it was the absence of him that woke Jeri up in the muzzy, dull-witted sort of way. "Mph. No. Too early. Come back?" The fact that she was able to form coherent sentences at all was something to be proud of, honestly, and she didn't bother brushing away a lock of hair that had fallen in front of her face. "Coffee?"

To: Kavin
When: morning, around 9ish

Hey man. Is your thing still happening tonite? Wouldnt think so, but if it is, dont think were gonna be playing it. Reason = probly obvious. But i wanted to tell you thanks for helping peyton out last night. Im not surprised, but still app. it. -I

Who: To Josh
When: Morning
Where: Text!

hey irish - just checking in since last night was full moon. everything okay on your end?

Who: To Gabe
When: Morning
Where: Text!

checking in on you to make sure everything is okay. looks like last night was a rough one in town given the news.

Who: Gabe and Kavin
When: Morning, shortly after nine
Where: Phone land

Kavin tried to sleep, really he did. But it wasn't easy. He got maybe a half hour in before having to extract himself from Jeri's grasp and slide out of the bed, careful not to jostle the girl. He slowly tiptoed out of the room, grabbing his phone and closing the door behind him. The boy plopped himself on his couch and found Gabe in his contacts. Better get it over with now or he'd never find the guts to tell him.

Who: Jeri and Kavin
Where: Jeri's House, Kavin's House
When: The very break of dawn

Who: Cassandra and Nate (with cameo by npc Gramma O'Hare)
When: around noon
Where: phoneland

Cassandra stared at the text message Nate had sent her and read it again to make sure she understood what it said. She felt like she wasn't fully comprehending it. There was something missing. Or it was a weird joke. Nate had a weird sense of humor so there was no telling. Right? Right.

I'm going to try to sleep soon, but I don't think it'll go too well. Nightmares are something I'm used to? But somehow, remembering them makes the prospect that much worse. And I know I'm going to remember them. I helped kill something tonight. Someone. Caleb said I didn't kill it, but I wonder if it would've lived long after I ran it over. And hey, werewolves. He told me they were out there? But I think it's like telling someone that fire is hot doesn't compare to dousing them in gasoline and throwing a cigarette at them.

Who: Nic, her mother
Where: Haverstrom household
When: early morning, pre-Nate's phonecall

who: nate and nic
where: on the phone
when: early morning

Yes, Nic was definitely exhausted. Physically, mentally, emotionally, and beyond. The night had been taxing on levels of emotional stress she didn't know existed, and the morning? Well, it hadn't gone much better yet. She'd talked with her mother when both had finally gotten home, and everything happening there? It was complicated. Really, everything felt complicated. Her own thoughts, things with Caleb, the whole damn world... so at least she had good motivations not to sleep.

To: Nate
From: Cassandra
When: 11:00am

Please tell me you are alive -Cassandra

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To: Ransom
From: Cassandra
When: 11:06am

Are you ok?

Who: Cassandra
When: morning, shortly after moonset
Where: O'Hare residence

The chill over Cassandra's skin was what woke her up, since the lights in the basement were fairly dim and the little windows high in the walls were boarded up. Everything was too quiet for her tastes. Nothing but the sound of the heater running upstairs, the space heater desperately trying to warm her from a distance, and her own heart and breathing caught her attention. For some reason she expected to hear sirens.

Who: Gabe and Thessaly Bloom (his mother)
Where: In the car, between Ishpeming and Marquette
When: Late morning

It was just after dawn when Gabe was ushered into the car and driven down to Bell Memorial Hospital in Ishpeming. Three hours later, he was being ushered back home, and all he wanted was a few hours sleep. He'd tried to rest throughout the night, but the pain in his shoulder kept him awake, unable to lay down without agitating the wound. The stitches he'd received from his mother had not been a permanent fix, and while he understood the need to go to the hospital, he was still confused why she insisted on driving to Ishpeming, rather than just going to Marquette General Hospital.

To: Nate
From: Kavin
When: Shortly before Dawn

Hey. Alive. Just thought I'd let you know. On my way home now. U ok?

To: Peyton
From: Kavin
When: Shortly before Dawn

Hey. I'm ok. Checked the park. She was still there. Took her body 2 the hospital. U don't have 2 worry anymore k? U alright?

To: Charlotte
From: Kavin
When: Shortly before Dawn

Made it through the night. u ok?