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Devin Blair
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 8th] |
Who: Hugh and Chloe
When: Afternoon
Where: The Cafe
What: Meeting a friendly face
Hugh was one of the many people guilty of not weather watching. Though he could obviously tell it was miserably cold outside in his opinion, he never expected another windy day to arrive so soon. It wasn't really a big deal for him since most of his day was spent inside the sanctuary of the Art Supplies Shop if not home. Sadly, it was still quite cold inside. People left the door open, or a rush of cold air seemed to be trapped inside the facility.
Though windy in the Afternoon, the Cafe was hardly a journey from the Art Supplies Shop. Dressed in a warm jacket, he somewhat jogged towards the area and asked for a regular cup of coffee. The server was kind enough to offer that Hugh seat himself and she would bring the hot beverage to him.
Hugh sat in the way back and set down his sketchbook that he brought with him everywhere. While he waited for his coffee, he flipped to a new page and began to look for inspiration.
Outside he saw a young woman standing outside. She had somewhat of a calm expression on her face, but she appeared to be glowing with energy despite the feature. For the hell of it he tried to draw her, starting with her hair blowing carelessly in the wind. She was at a perfect distance. He didn't feel like some creep for continuously staring at her. Especially when trying to get her facial features correct.
But when she began to walk into the interior of the cafe, Hugh flipped to another page and pretended to be working on his nearly finished sketch of the Arts and Trade Enclave.
Shit, shit shit. The medium kept telling himself, hoping that she didn't spot him looking at her. He hated confrontations. In fact, he was trying to figure out what his excuse was going to be. I don't know. Drawing you. Mind sound very creepy.
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 7th] |
Who: Zane and Susie
When: Afternoon
Where: Susie's cottage
What: Zane stops by to remind Susie of her schedule
Zane never imagined that the weather in the Mediterranean could get bad, but whatever storm Elysium had been hit with lately was insane. It wasn't just the snow, or the cold temperatures, but the wind that made it far worse than anything he had been in bad home. The wind chill made it near impossible to leave his house without a chance of blowing over, or freezing to death. As far as he was concerned this place deserved the nickname "The Windy City" more than Chicago did.
The doctor left his house bundled up tight, and made his way to Susie's bungalow. Zane was thankful that it wasn't in an entirely different part of Elysium to begin with. He knew people who lived all the way in the city, and some that lived in the forest cottages. He certainly wouldn't have been walking to those houses anytime soon; thankfully, though, Elysium had a large number of horses and carriages for the specific purpose of traveling from one place to another.
It took about five minutes to get to Susie's bungalow, and Zane hurried to the porch to provide himself some shelter from the furious wind. He stood there for a moment or two to gather himself. The biting cold of the wind made it hard to focus on anything else, but he had a very specific reason for wanting to visit the mermaid on this day. It was over the course of Susie's appointments that Zane and she had grown close. She proved to be a very intelligent young woman, and she was very interested in healing, magical and non-magical alike. He was willing to teach her all he knew, and he found her enthusiasm endearing.
Now, with all of her radiation treatments done the girl was physically well enough to venture out on her own, and to work with Zane at the pavilion. The next day was to be her very first, and Zane wanted to stop by to remind her of her schedule. Considering her interest he probably didn't need to remind her at all, but Zane erred on the side of caution. Beside he missed seeing Susie, and he wanted to check up on her regardless. She was one of his favorite people, after all.
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 7th] |
Who: Rosalinda and OPEN
When: Nighttime
Where: The Arts & Trade Enclave, at the top of the Astronomy Tower.
What: Spending the night away from home with a little star-gazing.
Rosalinda adjusted her coat around herself as a particularly cold gust of wind passed her by. With a blanket over her lap, she sat atop the astronomy tower as she used one of the many telescopes to spy what stars and celestial bodies she could see in the sky. Though there had been some clouds during the day, the strong winds took many of them away by nightfall. Not everything was visible in the sky, but she could spot some of them easily, and she adjusted the lens of the telescope to view them each with more clarity.
Since enclave rested on the shelf of the mountains, the blanket in her lap was extra protection against the cold and bitter wind of the mountains. It was worse in the winter than during any other time, and she knew coming up here during the night would have been foolish without proper apparel and coverage. It was far colder up here than it was down by the cottages.
She wasn’t sure what possessed her tonight to go star-gazing, but it wasn’t something she had done in a long time. She felt like she spent day in and day out around outrageous things she could barely make sense out of, and tonight, Rosalinda just wanted to do something simple away from people—by herself. It wasn’t to say the company of one would be a punishment. Rosalinda was beginning to feel a little alone out there by herself, staring at the stars so far away in the sky.
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 6th] |
Who: Amy and OPEN
When: Early Afternoon
Where: The Medical Pavilion
What: Running into someone after getting blood
Yeah, yeah. Amy knew vampires weren't exactly freaks in the haven. If they were, she doubted they'd get blood supplied at the Medical Pavilion. Though she should feel comfortable getting bags of blood, she always brought a nice looking handbag to put the blood in. She didn't just place the blood inside the designer bag. She wrapped the blood bags up in a plastic bag-make it plastic bags, then stuffed her stash in the handbag. So what? She wasn't ready to shout out "vampire" from the rooftops. Though she was pretty sure the teeth and the direction of where she was going in the Pavilion gave it away.
After she did her pretty long routine, she made ways out of the Pavilion. The smell of the blood was driving her crazy. Really, when she had the guts to, she'd just sit in front of the facility with a straw in one of the blood bags and pig out. But for now, she was going to hold in the cravings to devour up some blood until she got home.
Which felt like it was going to be forever.
Since in yum yum blood daydream land, Amy wasn't really paying attention to where she was going. This caused her to run into someone. Her bag fell to the floor with a loud thump. With a horrified glance she watched as a giant pool of vibrant red began to form around it.
"Uhm.." Was really all there was to say when a bunch of blood was coming out of a handbag.
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| Sunday: February 17th, 2008 |
[posted on December the 5th] |
Who: Lenore and OPEN
When: Late Afternoon
Where: The Art Supply Shop
What: Hopefully meeting someone new!
Lenore grew restless when the shop got quiet. She often found herself peeking her head out of the door to listen in on conversations, or to see if she could persuade anyone to come inside. If there weren't any interesting conversations anymore, or no one seemed interested in coming inside, Lenore would just pace around the shop. Surely, someone needed something art related.
Growing bored, Lenore began to organize the different paints by color. It drove her nuts to see a vibrant color of gold next to a very subtle color of blue. Were some employees getting lazy? Why she thought so!
When she saw a maroon colored paint just beyond her reach, she frowned. It was snuggled in between very depressing paints of black and grey. Though a small stepping stool was only a few giant steps away, Lenore told herself she could handle this.
Getting on her tippy toes, she reached for the paint. The very tips of her fingers wrapped around the can and then CRASH. The paint didn't splatter on her luckily. It fell behind her and rolled towards the door.
Biting her lip, Lenore just looked around with an " it wasn't me" expression and went to the back to get a mop. She'd get the can that rolled outside once the blush dulled on her face.
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 5th] |
Who: Kelchek and Xanthus- possibly open as it progresses
When: Mid Morning
Where: On the edge of the forest/In the forest.
What: An awkward meeting.
Kelchek had been wandering aimlessly for a little under two hours trying to break in his new boots. They weren't the best looking, but they did a great job at shielding his feet from the snow that had fallen the night before, and the night before that. He had no destination picked out, nor did he care where he ended up. Only a few more miles and they should be as comply as a cloud. Mental sarcasm was so wonderful. He knew it would take a lot longer to get any new pair of shoes to fit right, but he didn't care. The cold air lightly nipped at his skin though his sweater but it didn't bother him. To him it was just starting to get chilly. He took this time to ponder on the events of the last few days that he had been awake. So much has happened. He continued to walk letting the fresh air renew his body, mind, and soul.
Ahead of him lay the edge of the woods. Ah, trees, lots of trees, just what I've been needing to find. He was still too unfamiliar with the haven to have picked out his secret place, the place where he could call his own. He needed to find that certain place where, when the cold let up, he could make grow. Kelchek looked down at the snow. "If this stuff ever lets up!" He scoffed out loud. And then he saw the most beautiful thing he could have imagined, horse tracts in the snow. He was filled with an instant excitement at the thought of finding a horse, maybe even one he could call his own. He followed the tracks like a child would follow a trail of candy, half galloping toward the trees. His spirit was renewed with the possibility to converse with a horse, and make a new friend. He slowed his speed when he saw the swish of a tail disappearing among the trees.
( Better not start by scaring it )
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| Sunday: February 17, 2008 |
[posted on December the 3rd] |
Who: William and Adela
When: Afternoon
Where: Near the Fix It Shop
What: Lesson of the day: Always watch where you're going.
Everyone has things that irk them. For William, it was when people asked him to fix broken valuables but after he was done, the repaired item was never picked up. Eventually, the place grew cluttered and for some reason it drove him nuts. He had no idea why, it just did. So what was he doing about it? He was leaving their crap outside. If it got stolen, not his fault. Some of the items had been sitting around for several weeks.
He collected the items into a big box and made his way outside. The box was taller over wider so his vision was a little bit on the not so stable side. But he could do it. It was only a few steps to the right, so it wasn't like anything bad could happen right? Wrong.
Suddenly, he crashed into someone. More like, the box did over anything else. He didn't really have a firm grip on the box, so it crashed to the floor along with the items inside. He kind of winced when he heard a few of the items break into small pieces. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. However, though worried about the items, he was more worried about the poor person he ran into.
"Shit! I'm so sorry. Are you okay? " He asked blindly, looking at the items on the ground. I didn't see you." William then quickly went towards the ground to start picking up the mess he made.
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| Day Announcement |
[posted on December the 1st] |
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Sunday: February 17, 2008
- Sunrise: 6:29 AM
- Sunset: 5:12 PM
Notable Events:
Weather Report:
More snow falls overnight, but it doesn't add much to what's already on the ground. The morning skies are scattered with clouds, and the winds are still blowing heavily through the morning. Wind gusts will be blowing from 10:30 AM to 2:30 PM, and they will reach speeds up to 35 mph. The late afternoon still has heavy winds, but it will finally slow down in the evening. The high of the day will only reach 25°F in the afternoon, and the low will reach only 14°F starting at 10 PM.
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| Saturday: February 16, 2008 |
[posted on December the 1st] |
Who: Chris and Hayate
When: Late Saturday night (~3 AM)
Where: Hayate's cottage/bedroom
What: Chris sneaks out to see Hayate, and complains about Mitsuko
( This Side of Paradise )
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