September 30 2007

Who: Manhattan and Brian
Where: The phone, then the Winchester place
When: Around 1:30PM

Manhattan grumbled and groaned, a hand slapping to the solid surface of the table next to her bed as she rolled over. Her hand patted around for her phone as the ringtone of her cell sounded over and over again to announce an incoming call. She'd only been back in Marquette less then a handful of hours and was wanting to just sleep the day away, but it seemed as someone was intent on messing with those plans.

"This better be important." She grumbled out once her hand made contact with the mobile piece and put it to her ear.

"Of course it's important," Brian's voice answered her back, blinking a bit from his truck's cab, rolling at the speed limit towards Manhattan's house. And it was important. He couldn't leave town for a year, or whatever, without saying goodbye. "You home, Man'? Cuz I'm on my way over."

Who: Brian and Marlowe
Where: Marlowe's place
When: Around 12:30PM

Brian had promised Marlowe a phone call today... he was going to do her one better and stop by. He couldn't leave without seeing her in person, no matter how long he was going to be gone. The big truck pulled up at her house, and he hoped to hell she was home as he came up the walk and knocked on her door. He'd get to say goodbye to the dogs, too.

She was in fact in, and the dogs as well as was evident by the whining and barking the knock at her door received. Though Roarke and Rogue had rushed toward the door the second they heard the familiar sound of a certain white monster truck, it took Marlowe a bit longer to reach that destination. Since she hadn't been planning on leaving the house that day Marlowe had removed the bandage that covered the cut on the side of her forehead, which now was partially concealed by strands of crimson.

"Hey Bossman." She said with a plastered on smile when she opened the door. Marlowe hadn't had to take a peek out the window, the way her boys were acting she knew only one person could be standing on the other side of the door.

Who: Shannon and Eric-the-ghost
Where: Shannon's house
When: Around 10AM

Eric was never more glad that he'd gotten his "sleeping schedule" all out of whack than he was right that morning. It meant that he wasn't fighting disappearance as he walked across town to see Shannon, and he wouldn't vanish in the middle of a conversation. It was bad enough that he was going to vanish after tonight.... Eric was not very happy about that, but he understood.

He came up to Shannon's house, stared at it for a moment, then started up the walk. He couldn't exactly knock, so he stuck his head through the door and called, Hi, Shannon.

Who: Doc and Eva
When: Evening
Where: Via phone

With dinner cooked, eaten, and cleaned up after, Eva was free to make the call she'd been half-putting off all day. Not really consciously, but it seemed like there was always something to do. Until, of course, there was nothing else to do. The house had been cleaned, mirrors and broken windows replaced, everything set to rights. Everything except, of course, the issues between she and Doc.

Eventually, however, she had to get things cleared up, one way or another, and she wanted to know how he was doing in the wake of the shadows attacking. He hadn't said anything about her firearm; she wasn't sure what to make of that. With a glass of wine, cigarette, and phone, Eva made her way onto her back porch and took a seat, enjoying the cool night air. Dialing Doc's number, she held the phone between her shoulder and ear and lit the cigarette as she listened to it ring.

Who: Billy, Oz, Maddie, Lullaby
Where: Oz' place, Billy's place, Billy new place
When: Morning

Who: Domino and Brian
Where: The house
When: Mid-morning

Domino was on the couch trying to ignore Torziel. He'd spent the time that Brian had been away cleaning the house, which it had needed after the weekend they'd had. He figured the front door would need new paint, or replacing all together, but he was able to clean off the windows, do the dishes. He even found himself vacuuming after a time to keep busy. Torziel didn't seem to like that part. Now, he was on the couch trying not to nap.

Who: Aiden and Manhattan
When: Early morning
Where: Hotel room

The first thing that Aiden noticed when he began to come back to consciousness was the painful throbbing in his head. Hell, in his whole entire face. Everything hurt and it had been a long damn time since he'd gotten a hangover that felt like this. He groaned and squinted against the sunlight trying to stream in past the curtains of the room. "Fuck," he muttered, burying his face back into the pillow. It made the throbbing worst.

who: kaysen and thom
where: text
when: night

Kaysen had been sitting on the text message for ages, and knew she ought to just send it and be done with it. Rolling her eyes, she sat on her window seat and just sent the stupid thing. So. Things that look human and spit sparks. Any ideas?-K

Who: Sammy and Sasha
Where: 6 PM
When: Local fast food joint

Who: Aiden and Manhattan
When: Midnight
Where: Casino Bar

It was well past midnight by the time Aiden was able to sit down and order a drink. His shoulder throbbed like a bitch, but it wasn't anything a couple whiskeys and some pain meds wouldn't fix. He had minor scratches on his neck, where an overeager vamp had decided to try and chomp, but other than that, he was pretty much still in one piece.

The Lamatu - at least the nest causing havoc upon the Strip - were taken care of. It hadn't been easy, given both the crowds and the strength of the vampires - but he and Manhattan were veteran enough in their jobs to know what to do and how to do it. Aiden wasn't exactly sure that the vampire problem in Vegas was taken care of completely. He knew that there were more than just one nest of vampires living it up in the City of Sin - but he wasn't being paid to worry about them. He was being paid for one specific group, and now that group was nothing but ash.

Aiden turned to Manhattan at the bar. "This one's on me. And the next actually, as I'm feeling generous." And hundreds of dollars richer.

Who: Doc and Seph
When: evening
Where: the garage

Another quiet day. It amused Seph, in a vague kind of way, that no matter what mundane things went on in a day, if it lacked supernatural badness? It was quiet. His shadowy follower was still there, pasted to whatever wall or object was closest. There wasn't any movement, just it's presence, watching. That sense of eyes on him was most certainly there, though they lacked any malevolence that he could pick up. Or create, he reminded himself, because he knew it was a hallucination. It was just hard to think that it didn't have any validity when it was his constant companion.

He was taking the lull as an opportunity to try and build some of his strength back up. He'd hung out with Hannah earlier, then come back to the house to lift some weight. Almost dying and being laid up in bed for so long had had an alarming effect on his muscle tone. But Seph was careful not to push himself too hard, very aware that the bandaid on his forearm would prevent him from feeling it if he hurt something. Because he wasn't keen on taking that fucker off. Except with Syn the other day, but that had been something completely different.

Who: Dean and Joshua
Where: Joshua's apartment
When: Evening/night

Sophie dropped Dean off outside the apartment block, telling him that she'd be back to pick him up later and reminding him firmly that he had school tomorrow. He'd kind of, sort of ommitted to mention the 'alcohol' part of the evening, and they'd not asked too many questions, since it was Joshua and they knew him. Oz had given him a rather odd look when he'd said he wanted to go over, but hadn't said anything and Sophie had been fine about dropping him off.

Dean had to admit that this felt a little weird, but that would be the way with anybody he didn't know very well - and that classified as 'almost everyone in town', so, he'd take the weird. He shrugged a little and headed inside, walking around until he found the right door and knocked, waiting for an answer.

Joshua wondered in the back of his mind if this was weird. Having the guy over who he sometimes felt had stolen his girlfriend, even unintentionally and not all the way. But there was something they had in common at least: her. And Dean wasn't a bad guy. Really, if there was anything that Joshua hadn't liked him for in the past, it was for being such a good guy. Friend to Lu, whatever. In any case, he'd extended the offer and all that shit was over and settled and too late. Might as well make a friend of the guy if it was possible. Wasn't like he had many. Not to mention Dean had been having a shit time, it sounded like.

Who: Marlowe, Sammy and Geo
Where: The Park
When: Noonish

She hadn't planned on leaving the house for what was left of the day, but the memories had started crashing in around her. She tried handling them for as long as she could, but Marlowe found she couldn't deal with them for any extent of time. So the red head rounded up her boys for a little excursion to the park. At least getting out might offer a bit of a distraction in keeping her thoughts from continuing to be drawn toward Lucius and those vivid memories of the times they had spent together.

Who: Ivan and Lucius
Where: Ivan's house
When: 8:50PM

Ivan entered his house quietly, pausing a bit in his doorway to the strange new feeling of his house before even noticing the cleanliness of it. Lucius was sitting on the couch looking down, more than likely about the whole situation with Marlowe. He shut the door quietly before wandering towards the couch and sitting down next to Lucius and curling up in his seat, hugging his legs close to his chest. He looked at the other man before grabbing a blanket and covering himself with it, "Don't look so happy to see me, I'll start thinking the wrong thing about you..."

Lucius glanced up at Ivan. "Hey... sorry. Wasn't really paying attention. Got a lot on my mind I guess." He mustered up a smile and looked around the room and then back at Ivan. "Hope you don't mind, I did my best to get it semi clean for ya. At least you have a door now. And I wasn't sure what to do about your coffee table so it's uh... over there." he told him, gesturing towards it.

Who: Harper & Xander
When: 5:30 PM
Where: Nevermore

Arriving in town a few hours before, Xander had made quick work of finding a house to rent. A small one bedroom on the outskirts of town. His new landlord was a bit annoying at first, but once he'd paid up for the next two months in advance he'd walked away without anymore questions. Once he'd established residence he began the long task of getting familiar with his surroundings.

Who: Jules & Sasha
When: 11pm Berlin Time/4pm Marquette Time
Where: The phone

After getting through most of the calls she had to make for Derek, Jules decided to take some time to check in on Sasha. She'd got his number that day at his apartment after she'd finished cleaning his wounds. Curious as to how he'd made out the last day or so she picked up her own cell and found him in the contacts. Listening to the steady ringing she waited for his answer.

Who: Domino and Olivia
When: Mid-Afternoon
Where: Her place

Who: Corwin and Ivan
Where: The hospital, then Ivan's house
When: Around 8:30PM

Who: Hannah & Lucius
When: 5ish
Where: Phone.

Lucius finished up the process of moving Ivan's kitchen door to the hole where the front door used to be. Plopping down on the couch he yanked his cell phone off of the broken coffee table and dialing Hannah's number. He owed her a phone call at a decent hour. He propped the phone against his shoulder and listened as it rang, his eyes drifting around the room at the remnants of the struggle that had taken place there.

Sprawled out across the passenger seat in her Bronco with her phone in her hands-- she'd been downloading new ringtones, because she really was getting sick of her Rage Against the Macine one-- Hannah actually dropped it in surprise when it rang again, to the tune of a My Chemical Romance ditty she'd downloaded for shits and giggles. But where's your heart? whiny Gerard Way sung on her tiny cell phone speakers, from the floor, before she made a face and picked it up to shut Mister Way up and answer the phone. "Yeah?"

Who: Ivan and Lucius
Where: Hospital, Room 302
When: 3 PM

Who: Geo and Alejandro
Where: The Babylon
When: Evening

After Friday night's near disaster with that...that guy, Geo barely wanted to come to work. But, seeing as he'd made it when there were shadow-bastards and everything falling to pieces, something told him dealing with an obnoxious, mannerless customer was not a valid reason to call in sick on his second night of work.

Just a hunch.

Not being able to call in sick, however, did not mean he couldn't cut it close. He kinda meandered his way in the general direction that he'd always found the Babylon in, but he didn't really hurry - until he wasted too many minutes dawdling outside the bikeshop, staring in the windows. Then he practically had to run, making it in a panting, out of breath mess three minutes before he was supposed to start.

Who: Brian and Domino
When: Late afternoon
Where: Bummin’ around the house

No monsters, no work, no stress, life was good. Domino and Brian were lounging in bed, having pulled the TV into the room so they didn’t have to move all day if they didn’t want to, they were watching some ‘Sunday Afternoon Feature Movie’ on cable that was something random from the 80s or 70s or something with Tom Selleck in it. Domino was lying cross ways at the end of the bed on his side, trying not to nod off at the cheese on screen. The only thing keeping him alert was when his stomach started to growl.

With a small sigh Dom rolled onto his back and looked over at the other man in bed, an arm draped over his bare stomach. “You know what day today feels like?” He asked with a content smile.

Who: Corwin and Shannon
Where: The Quinlan house
When: Shortly after sunset

Back on the rounds again. Getting into a routine again. That's what Corwin was hoping to do, that night. Sure, he had some specific errands to run... but those wouldn't take him all night. All he had to do was get those out of the way, and he could get back into his routine of checking each various house along his "route" to make sure the people inside were still safe and sound. Maybe watch them a little from afar, through a window, before he moved on.

At this first house on his stop, though-- not quite following said "route", as usually his first house was Delilah's, but this was one of his errands-- he wasn't here to watch. He actually got to be here legitimately, and come right up to the front porch and knock like a real, living person visiting a friend.

Eric was bouncing on his heels behind him, brought along, as promised, and a little antsy about it.

Who: Herbert and Sammy
Where: Sammy's house of evil
When: Around 9am

The first house Herbert stopped by that morning before work was Sammy's. He had left Elda at home, figuring he'd come home to eat and pick her up before he had to be at Nevermore. He just hoped Sammy was even home and not off hiding from the people he had to live with. Or hurt. Hurt would be bad.

At least today he wasn't pulling up to the house sopping wet. Yesterday he'd needed towels just to get inside places. Today the sun was out, things were drying, and life was better. More hopeful. Herbert coasted to a stop in front of the new Williams' residence, locked up his bicycle, and started up the walk to knock on the door.

Who: Hannah and Seph
Where: Texts, the cemetery, and then the breakwall
When: Afternoonish

Everything was done. Messages had been sent, via snail mail, telephone, and email, and there was nothing Hannah could do now but wait. And be antsy. And wait some more.

This did not bode well for the next few days while she waited for her family to get back to her. She needed a distraction, and big time. She'd already had her dose of Chance for the day, Peyton... she wasn't sure she felt comfortable randomly hanging out with yet, Lucius was, as far as she knew, still off with his girlfriend, and that was pretty much all she knew in town.

Them, and Seph.

Sent to Caleb mid-morning:
So, this is going to sound weird, but I don't know who else to ask. I want a silencer for Dean(don't tell him)he carries a M9 Beretta 9mm. How much would that run& can you get it at all? lemme know:) thanks, and HI! hope everything's good with you.-lulu

Sent to Joshua mid-afternoonish:
Hey, Joshua, I moved, I'm staying with Billy&Maddie 4now. It's kinda far out on ctr550, might not be safe for you to walk it. Lemme know when you wanna hang out? we'll figure something.<3lulu

Sent to Dean early evening:

Who: Derek & Jules
When: Around 6PM Berlin Time
Where: Derek's hotel room

Jules grabbed her laptop and PDA along with all the other things she knew Derek might need with her when she went over the itinerary for the next day. Making her way to his room she made sure to put on her best smile for her new boss. She reached his room and tapped lightly on the door, awaiting permission to enter.

Date: September 30, 2007
Time: 11:23AM by Bronco's clock, 11:10 real time
Location: Marquette, parked in the north woods

They're not gone. The fucking, bleeding, creepy assholes aren't really gone.

Who: Harper and Lucius
When: Noonish
Where: Nevermore

Who: Derek and Jules
When: (Berlin time) Late afternoon
Where: The town car between the factory and the hotel

Lunch had been good. They'd talked business, beliefs, food, sports, cars, and so many other topics that were of no relevance. Business wasn't all about making the deals; it was about the relationship you created with the people who you bought out.