Isle of Poderes RPG

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-21T03:05:00

2009-07-21T07:09:38Z

Who: Landon Jones and Seth Logan
What: Don't kiss someone at a televised game, and think that people won't see it
Where: On the phone
When: Backdated to Thursday night

-riiiiiing-

-softly- "Hello?"

-accusational- "Landon!"

"Hmm?"

"Dun hmm me, Jones!"

-exasperated- "What, Seth?"

"What. Thee. Fuck. Was. That?"

"That was Atlanta winning. It's not as rare as you'd like it to be, y'know."

-scoffs- "Ah ain't talkin' 'bout yer lousy team, Ah'm talkin' 'bout th' little intermission they aired..."

-pause, then nonchalantly- "Oh. You saw that, huh?"

"You bet'cher ass Ah saw tha'! Whatev'r happened ta yah no' lah'kin' her lah'ke tha'?" -snorts-

"Did I say that?"

"Yea'. Yah did."

"Oh...I dunno."

-laughs- "Looks lah'ke you know ta me..."

-defensively- "I didn't have much of a choice, there..."

"Hm. Guess tha' entire thing 'bout free will an' all'a tha' is just malarky?"

"When there are a hundred thousand eyes on you? Yes."

"You couldn'in think of a better excuse than tha'?"

"I didn't know I needed an excuse."

"Have Ah ever told yah yer difficult before?" -laughs-

-snort- "Look who's talking."

"It's part'a my charm, Ah dunno what yer excuse is... and yea', yah need one."

"Why?"

-pause- "Jus' play along, okay? Ah'm a little tipsy a'th' moment... so yer jus' gonna have ta bear with me."

-dryly- "I can tell."

"Ha. Ha. So. You two still comin' back ta'night? Or... you shackin' up in a nice lil' hotel room down there in Atlanta?" -cackles-

"We're on the way back now. I'm driving. She's asleep."

"Damn! Yah already wore 'er out!?"

-rolls eyes- "It's been a long day. And I don't think she's used to beer."

"Tell me how th' entire mackin' on a lightweight goes, 'kay?"

"I'm not macking. It was a kiss. That's all. And now I'm taking her home."

-long pause- "Oh, tha's all? Landon... don' bullshit me."

"We can't all have game like Seth Logan."

-laughs heartily- "Yea', you better no' forget it." -pause- "So yer tellin' me tha' you only kissed 'er 'cause th' spotlight was on yah?"

-pause- "Well, I might've gotten around to it eventually."

"Ah dun know if yer hopeless, or jus' hapless..." -chuckles-

"Oh, bring on the puns, by all means."

-sigh- "Ah'm no' tha' mean. So, yah like th' telekinetic chorus teacher? Pffft, never saw tha' comin'."

-rolls eyes- "Yeah, okay. I do."

"Dun sound too excited there, Landon, yer liable ta wake her up." -shakes head-

"I like her. That doesn't mean anything's going to happen."

"Yea', yer definitely hopeless..." -sigh- "An' let me reiterate th' fact tha' yer difficult."

"Gee, thanks."

"Yer welcome." -long pause in which you can here her opening another beer- "Yah do realize tha' yer allowed to act'lly lah'ke someone, right?"

"I know I'm allowed. I just..." -falters- "It... I dunno."

"Ah already said yah dun need ta bullshit me, and Ah shouldn' have had to say it twice in one convo. It's no' you dunno, because you know and Ah know wha' yer getting' at..."

"No, I--" -pause- "I haven't told her yet. About..."

"Landon. Ah know Ah'm no' th' best person ta be givin' advice on sumthin' lah'ke this... but it's been a year. An' whether or no' yah told her about Lizzie dun make any bit of diff'rence. Yah lah'ke her, yah said so yerself." -ACCEPT THE TOUGH LOVE!-

"The point is, she doesn't really know what she's getting into, here."

"Life, love an' lust... all fuckin' full'a risks. On all ends o' th' equations..." -pause- "How do you know she's no' some crazy ass whore? Or... tha' she doesn' have th' heads of her last six boyfriends in 'er freezer? Or tha' she loves... I dunno, fuckin' beatin' up babies?"

-bemused- "I highly doubt all of the above, but I guess I don't know."

"Exactly, so dun go countin' out th' first girl tha' comes along simply because'a wha' could be... God, I needa stop watchin' th' Tyra Banks show an' shit lah'ke tha'..." -laughs-

-snort- "We all know why you watch the Tyra Banks show. It's okay."

"Tha' woman has a delicious ass. Ah will not lie."

"Uh huh. We'll see."

-chuckles- "Well, Ah suppose Ah did wha' Ah set out to do in badgerin' you 'bout tha'. But Ah should also probably mention tha' this game was'a damned fluke."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Seth."

"Wha' was tha'? Ah can' hear yah over th' sound of you cryin' when yah see my prediction is right..."

-laughs- "Lay off the beer."

"Never."

"Fine. Keep your delusions! I don't care."

"There's tha' apathetic spirit we love!" -laughs-

"Yeah, yeah. I'll talk to you later."

-still laughing- "Later, Landon." -click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-18T00:41:00

2009-07-18T06:43:13Z

Who: Fox and Tuesday Zane
What: Stupid Human Tricks and Sibling Fun
When: Saturday
Where: Casa de Zane

YouTube was a dangerous, dangerous thing. Especially for someone with adoptive muscle memory. Fox had been sitting at the computer in the living room 'learning' various useless things, and occasionally getting up to try them out. So far he'd mastered The Robot, The Worm, and The Moonwalk. Now he'd moved on to stupid human tricks. He could wrap himself in a pretzel and make coins disappear four different ways.

Now he'd found a clip of some guy busting the bottoms out of beer bottles with his bare hands. It was pretty cool looking, as stupid tricks went. As the clip, some twenty years dated, continued to play on the screen, with a weirdly young looking David Letterman making toast for no apparent reason, Fox ran off to the kitchen to find a bottle to try out the new trick on.

Dashing into the kitchen, sliding across the tile in his white socks, he gave a quick nod to his sister before opening the fridge. "Hey Tues. Do we have any beer? Or root beer, that could work too..." His voice was muffled as he stuck his head into the refrigerator, searching.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-16T19:28:00

2009-07-16T23:28:38Z

Who: Nick Lahiri and Savy Brodsky
What: Junk & Vietnamese food, sympathetic laughter and lots of John Cusack movies
Where: Savannah and Ryvre's apartment
When: Thursday night
Note: I had forgotten just how disgustingly cute these two can be...

She may have been resigned to being stuck behind the counter at Palmo de la Mano until the stitches where taken out of her foot, and even with the pain relievers she took, it still hurt like hell to hobble around. Plus there was also the fact that she had a gnarly little cut on the pad on her foot that just didn't look pleasant. But there was a silver lining to every cloud, and hers was sitting right next to her. Back when she and Ryvre had found this old couch on the side of the road, they had been amazed to find how comfortable it was. Little did she know that it was even more comfortable when she was snuggled up to her boyfriend.

Savannah sighed contently as she moved to hunker down and entangled herself more with Nick. Leaning onto his chest, she had one arm thrown over his stomach. Her gimp foot was propped up behind her bum on a pillow, supposedly it did something to improve the circulation. That stupid smile that she always had about her when in his presence was going full force, and it grew even wider at his words. "Yeah, I think that eatin' Vietnamese food is the closest thing I'll ever be to gettin' to understand the entire Indian culture. Even though there really aren't any correlations between the two in that context... but they are only a few hundred miles away from each other geographically? Uhm, yeah." Craning her neck a bit, she looked up at Nick and chuckled. "I plead the qi."

Still laughing softly, she rested her head against his chest once more, her direction turning back the television where Better Off Dead was playing. It just wasn't a John Cusack movie marathon without Better Off Dead. "I'll just continue to rock the entire white-girl-who-watches-Bollywood-movies-from-time-to-time thing, and leave the gettin'-of-the-Indian thing to you, Nikhil." If she thought back to the first time they had actually met, Savy would have never imagined that she'd find herself often stretched out on her couch with him doing just this- pretending to watch movies, while actually rambling on about something or other. Or that she'd ever be able to put together a coherent string of words in his presence... but it was nice. It was really nice.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-15T21:47:00

2009-07-16T01:50:28Z

Who: Landon Jones and Wren Thatcher
What: The first kiss at a baseball game. In front of an entire stadium. Bam!
Where: Turner Field, Georgia
When: Thursday afternoon

"Excuse me. ...sorry, excuse me. Coming through... Excuse me. ...Oh, sorry. Excuse me." Finally after what seemed like some miraculous feat, Wren made it back to her seat. Supposedly there were vendors milling about the seating of the stadium, but she hadn't been able to find one to save her life. In the end she had set off to procure two hotdogs - one all-beef, and one soy - and two beers. Landon had said he'd go to get them, but she had insisted on doing so, stating that this was his birthday present. How was he supposed to actually enjoy the seats they had if he was off standing in line getting food? And besides she really didn't mind getting away from the insanely loud male sitting behind them shouting for a few minutes. Sitting down, she plopped that flimsy cardboard container that held the hotdogs on her lap, and held out one of the Budweisers to Landon. She didn't usually drink beer herself, but supposedly it was part of the entire 'experience' of going to a baseball game. Seeing as she'd never actually been to a baseball game before, Wren was going to take it from the expert on such sitting next to her. "I think I remembered what you said you wanted on your hotdog, don't hate me too much if I didn't. And the guy just pretty much shoved these into my hands when I mentioned the word 'beer', hope that's alright."

Settling down further into her seat, she raised a foot to rest a sneaker against the back of the empty seat in front of her, before lifting that beer to her lips to take a swig. Making a slight face, she looked over at Landon and raised her brows. "Yeah, there's that experience right there..." Her voice trailed off into laugh, and her free hand was brought to that container to make sure she didn't knock it off of her lap. Baseball had never really been a sport she was horribly interested in, but after hearing Landon and Seth go back and forth at the Loke's party about their respective teams, she knew that this would (hopefully) be a great birthday present for him. And even though he had to explain quite a few of the intricacies of the game to her, and she still wasn't fully sure how it all worked, she herself was having a good time. Decked out in the Braves jersey and cap she'd bought just for this occasion, Wren could have nearly passed for a die-hard baseball fan. Nearly.

Setting down her beer in the cupholder next to her, she picked up her soydog and gave another look towards Landon. "C'mon, don't make me sit here and pig out by myself, birthday boy." Chuckling again she took a bite of her food, and turned her attention to the field in front of them once more.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-15T04:43:00

2009-07-15T09:03:58Z

Who: Jude Oriel and Alena Alkeinos, with an appearance by Thomas Moore
What: Someone comes to talk to someone... and dramaz ensues
Where: Oscurecimiento Tattoo and Piercing shop
When: Wednesday around noon

She knew she had a nape piercing coming in at three, and may or may not have someone coming in at five to talk about a quarter sleeve they wanted. As such Alena didn't exactly have anything to do for the next three hours, and was sitting hunched over the front counter with her Nintendo DS in hand. Technically she could have been scrubbing the baseboards, or working on sketches, or a million other things, but she just didn't really feel like it. She was supposed to be getting off at six today, and had planned on surprising Lucy with a birthday dinner... Of course this was all before she found out that her best friend was not only dating her ex-boyfriend, but had been lying about it for the past month and some change. Instead she had volunteered to help Thomas and Timbo close up the shop tonight. The birthday present for Lu that had been wrapped far in advance was sitting on her bedroom floor, where it would stay.

Timbo had just left to go get lunch, and she could hear Thomas rustling around in the office. When she last checked he was working on a design for a backpiece he was starting later in the day, and she was fine with that. She really didn't feel like being around anyone at the moment. Slumping down further onto her elbows she continued to play Pokemon Pearl, even when she heard the front door of the shop open. If it had been Timbo he surely would have thrown out some announcement about being back, so that meant it was a customer. Heaving a sigh, she kept her eyes glued on the two tiny screens in front of her as she spoke. "Yo. Welcome to Oscurecimiento, blah blah blah..." The last part was muttered under her breath, before she paused the game and looked up. Tensing up her entire body, Alena froze when she saw who had just walked in - Jude. She would bet her bottom dollar that he hadn't stopped by to get some body modification.

After staring at him for a moment, she cut her eyes at Jude to look in the direction of the office. "Thomas. Can you come get this? I... don't feel good all of a sudden." Not waiting for a response, she grit her teeth and shot another look at the one who had just walked in, before shutting her DS and getting up. Quickly turning, she made her way back towards the back of the shop, she debated going into her booth, but in the end walked back into the bio-room and stared at the sink full of clamps that needed to be scrubbed. Shoving her DS into her back pocket, she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the container of green soap sitting next to the sink. Alena started to slowly flex her hands into fists, and watched as her knuckles turned white. The nerve of him to show up here at her place of employment. That fucking jackass!

Craning her neck, she listened closely to what was going on in the front of the shop. She may not have wanted to talk to Jude herself, but there was no way she wasn't going to listen in on what was said.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-12T21:47:00

2009-07-13T10:01:42Z

Who: Brian Hartley and Laurie Prescott
What: Nobody's heard from Jenny, so of course a petty argument has to break out!
Where: On the phone
When: Early Sunday night

-riiiiiiiiiiiing-

"Hartley."

"Have you talked to my sister?"

"...Laurie?"

"Yeah. Observant." -pause- "Have you talked to Jenny today? You know... Jennica Wilkes? The mother of your son? Ring a bell?"

-annoyed sigh- "No, I haven't."

-groans- "Oh my gosh, damnit. She and Aiden were supposed to come over to Sydne's house today, but like, they didn't show up. I tried to call her phone, but couldn't get ahold of her."

"What? Damn it." -deep breath- "I'm sure she's fine."

"Does she have a second cell phone? I know some people do, and I wasn't sure if she only gave me one of the numbers... 'cause I'm getting kind of worried. I talked to her this morning, and I haven't since then."

"Uh, no. She's only got the one. I haven't talked to her today. Did you try her father? He might know where she is."

"I don't have Michael's number, or I would have tried him already. I called everyone I could think of before I called you."

-eyeroll- "I'll give him a call. He's better at tracking down Jen than I am."

-under her breath- "Surprising." -sniffs- "Are you sure you haven't heard from her today, and just like forgot she called?"

"I'm pretty positive, yeah. I've been clean for almost two years, Laurie. I don't go through my days in a complete haze anymore."

"Hey, I'm just asking. I'm sure it's happened before, so what's to say it wouldn't again?"

"Right. Even if it did, it wouldn't be any of your business."

"I don't blame you. That's not really something you want to air about." -smirk-

"You'd know all about that, wouldn't you? According to last week's tabloid, you've been shipped off to rehab. Is that what you're doing here, trying to clean up your act?"

-pause in which Laurie may have developed some sort of spasm in her left cheek; speaks through grit teeth- "You can't believe everything you read now can you? And even if I was, it wouldn't be any of your business."

"Touche." -grossly amused- "Detox isn't a pretty thing. You might want to avoid the rumor mongers until you get through it."

-not amused in the least- "Here I was thinking that you were smarter than to listen to crappy tabloids, but then again... I forgot who I was dealing with here."

"You're right. I shouldn't. Especially since a few months ago I read that you'd been knocked up by...what's his name? The Eurotrash with the greasy hair that kept showing up with you in pictures?"

"Oh, Sebastian? That was just the first of many, many hidden pregnancies. You should have seen the most recent baby daddy, let me tell you. I like to sell the kids on the black market for drug money- call up The National Enquirer with that. Tell 'em you've got a hot tip-off about me." -pause- "You know, it's actually really creepy that you followed the supposed happenings of my life so closely, Brian."

"I have to have something to do while I'm waiting in line at the grocery store." -small laugh- "Though, honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if most of it were true."

"I can tell you from a little insider information that none of it is. You have no clue what you are talking about, you bastard." -huffs- "I don't see why my sister puts up with you."

"There's no need for name calling." -so very mild- "I don't, either. If she ever tells you, let me know."

"That was nothing." -angry sigh- "You are so infuriating! For two seconds you need to pull your head out of your ass and listen carefully: If you hear from my sister, have her call me. Did I go through that slow enough for you to understand?"

"I'd aleady picked up on that, so you're wasting all of that condescintion. If she calls me, you will be the first to know."

"Grand."

"Bye, Laurie."

-click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-09T05:06:00

2009-07-09T09:22:51Z

[Inside are two tickets to the Braves vs. Mets game at Turner Field on July 16th and a note]

Landon,

Consider this your early birthday present- I figured it'd be a good idea to let you know I'm kidnapping you to go down to Atlanta next Thursday a bit in advance. You said your sister's birthday was coming up, and seeing as you are twins, I think it's safe to say next Wednesday is also your birthday. I remember that conversation you and your friend Seth were having at the Fourth of July get-together, and thought you might like these. You had better, because if not then I'll be be royally offended... plus they are not refundable and I already moved around my vocal lessons for the day. Haha. I got told they are some of the best seats in the house; tried to go for right behind the dug-out, but I think field tickets will work. So, you should probably get around to enjoying stuff like this before you get too old.

Happy birthday,
Wren

P.S. Can you tell Lucy I said happy birthday too? Thanks.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-08T01:35:00

2009-07-08T06:40:18Z

Who: Lucy Jones and Jude Oriel.
What: Sad Lucy is sad. Jude demonstrates excellent boyfriend skills.
When: Forwarded to Thursday.
Where: Phone.

-riiiiing riiiiiing riiiiiing-

"Hello?"

-sniffles, wobbly sad voice- "Alena had a premonition."

"...[sighs]...a premonition about...us?"

"Yep."

"...when did she tell you?"

"Bout an hour ago."

"[Pauses.] Are you alright?"

-deep breath- "She hates me."

"She said that to you?"

"No, but I know she does. She's never been that mad at me before."

"I don't think she hates you, Lu... She cares about you too much. Right now, she's just...[sighs]...angry."

-shakes her head- "You didn't hear her, Jude."

"No...I guess I didn't... [Pauses] I'm sorry... If there were some way I could make things better for you, I would..."

"It'll be okay. I'm sure she'll get over it....eventually..." -voice cracks-

"Do you want me to come over...?"

"Um, yeah, sure. If you don't mind."

"I don't. I'll be there as soon as I can. Do you need anything?"

"No, that's okay. Sorry to call you like this. I just..."

"Don't be sorry. And you don't need to try to explain your reasons for calling, either."

-small laugh- "Thanks, Jude."

"No problem... I'll be there in a few."

"Okay. See you then." -clicks-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-08T00:31:00

2009-07-08T05:54:11Z

Who: Lucy Jones and Jude Oriel.
What: Happy Lucy is happy! It's Jude's birthday!
When: Backwarded to Tuesday afternoon.
Where: Jude's apartment.
Warnings: It could get steamy!

Jude hadn't exactly told Lucy when his birthday was, but that hadn't stopped her from finding out. For someone who had access to just about every computer record in the country, she was remarkably un-nosy when it came to the people close to her. Except, of course, about basic stuff. Since Jude hadn't mentioned when his b-day was, she'd taken it upon herself to find out. Sure, she could have just asked someone else, but she was still being careful not to raise any eyebrows where Jude was concerned. So she'd just taken a quick cruise through the state's driving license records, and found the information she was looking for. To her credit, she managed to keep herself from poking around in his driving history, just out of curiosity. That wouldn't have been very fair of her, now would it?

Armed with that information, and a cake, she pulled up in front of Jude's house. She'd given him enough time to get home from work and get relaxed before pouncing with her unannounced celebration. This was one of the more 'girlfriend'-like actions that she'd tried out ever since they'd had the talk about what they were doing and where they were going. There were still a lot of obstacles that they were going to have to deal with (namely Alena) but for now, things were working out really well. A whole lot better than she'd ever expected that they would, honestly. She'd never imagined herself having any sort of interest in Jude, yet here she was, surprising him with a cake on his birthday, and knowing that she would get more than a few kisses for her trouble.

She was in a pretty damned good mood when she knocked on Jude's door, smiling to herself and bouncing in place. It was a rare site, the genuinely happy look on her face. There wasn't much that made Lucy grin like that, but somehow, Jude always managed. Sam had, too, but she didn't want to think about that, and have the fresh grief rain on her parade. There were other things to be doing that day, rather than moping about old boyfriends, and she liked to think that Sam would approve of the way she was getting on with her life. He'd never been big on dwelling on sad shit, anyway.

When it took him too long to answer, she knocked again. "Jude! Come quick! There's...a fire! And naked people! Everywhere!" Could the neighbors hear? Possibly. Did she care? Not so much, at the moment.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-07T19:26:00

2009-07-07T23:49:45Z

Who: Gabe Sherlock and Alena Alkeinos
What: The aftermath of the break-up
Where: Their apartment
When: Forward dated to Thursday night

Alena was curled up on the couch in her cramped and over-decorated living room. She'd been lying there ever since her phone call with Lucy had ended, well after she screamed incoherently and threw things in her bedroom for a few minutes. And then the realization of what had just happened set in, and she began to wonder if she really had just lost her best friend. Over a guy. A guy that she herself had once dated, but a guy nonetheless. The urge to call up Lucy and rectify this all had come about once or twice in the few hours that had passed, but had been drawn away by the rationalization that she had lied to her, and was after all hooking up with her ex-boyfriend.

Pulling that pink blanket that had been on the back of the couch up to her chin, she screwed up her face as she continued to watch Fried Green Tomatoes. Of course there had to be a bunch of sappy chick flicks on today, and of course she had to settle on the one that focused on the friendship of Idgie Threadgoode and Ruth Jamison. She'd never seen this movie before, it didn't have enough blood & guts, dark psychological twists, or zombies to keep her attention. Well that was before she had gotten into the biggest fight of her life with her own best friend. Right now she found that she couldn't change the channel, and was so intently focused on whether or not Ruth would ever be free from her abusive husband, Frank.

Alena heard the lock on the front door turn, and then the door itself open. Raising a hand, she wiped her nose with the sleeve of Gabe's hoodie she had put on and sniffled, as she wished that not every fucking scene in this damned movie was so emotional. It was like she was experiencing PMS from Hell! "This movie is stupid," she said softly when she heard her fiancée close the door behind him, but didn't actually move to look at or acknowledge him. Instead she just hunched her shoulders forward more, and continued to keep her gaze glued to the television on the other side of the room.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-07T18:14:00

2009-07-07T22:16:49Z

Who: Lucy Jones and Alena Alkeinos
What: Lu and Le... break up?
Where: On the phone
When: Forward dated to Thursday afternoon

-riiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiing of doooooom-

-saw who it was on caller ID and ignores-

-fifteen minutes later: riiiiiiiing riiiiiiiing-

-can't you take a hint, bitch? IGNORED!-

-thirty minutes later: riiiiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing-

-tense- "What?"

"Hi to you, too."

"Right."

"Did you get some seeds in your joint or what?"

"No."

"Ooookay. I was going to see if you wanted to hang out this afternoon, but since the Midol hasn't kicked in yet, nevermind."

-few deep angry breaths, trying her hardest not to explode on Lu- "I can't. I'm busy."

"Fine. Guess I'll see you later, then."

"Sounds great, besides I'm sure you can find something or someone else to entertain you this afternoon."

"Um, yeah. I was going to call Marlie?"

"Oh really? Hm, okay."

"What the hell is wrong with you, Le?"

"Nothing. I'm perfectly fine. Couldn't be better. How're you doing, best friend?"

-rolls eyes- "This passive-aggressive bullshit gets old fast."

-angry laugh- "Well then, I guess it's a good thing there are people out there willing to put up with your bullshit."

"What bullshit is that?"

"Don't act so surprised, Lu. Someone was bound to call you out on your fucking sneaky little crap sooner or later."

"My sneaky little...." -trails off-

"What was that? I couldn't hear you."

-sighs- "I don't want to fight with you about this."

-all too calmly- "Maybe you should have thought about that before you started fucking around with Jude."

"I didn't know I needed your permission to 'fuck around' with anyone."

"Oh, don't think I've forgotten that you don't need my permission to do anything, or whatever that shit was you were babbling on about however long ago. So is that who you were fucking blowing me off for?"

"I wasn't blowing you off Alena. I just needed some god damned space."

-scoffs- "Obviously not."

-sighs- "What happened, happened. There's no use arguing about it now."

"Oh, okay. If you say so. I'll just forget about the entire thing where you've been ignoring me for the past month or so to go fuck Jude, and then lying to me about what you were doing on top of that. Sure, sure."

"I didn't tell you what I was doing because I knew you'd freak out!"

"I'm not freaking out, you stupid bitch!" -is so freaking out now-

-groans- "Here we go."

"Don't act like some fucking innocent victim here, Lucy!"

"So, what, now I was wrong? Because I wanted to be around someone who didn't treat me like I was broken? Because I wanted just a little bit of happiness for myself? Oh, yeah. I am such a bad person."

"I wasn't fucking treating you like you were geedee broken! I was trying to follow some advice given to me, by who do you know- Jude..." -mutters something to herself- "And thought I was doing a good fucking job. You know I figured that as your best friend who was actually fucking trying to help you be happy, that I was doing something right for fucking once. Looks like I thought wrong!"

"You weren't doing anything wrong, Alena! Look, I know I handled this wrong, but you have got to cut me a fucking break here. There was no way to tell you this without you being mad!"

"Did you fucking shitcocking goddamn consider not lying to me for the past month!? Yeah, okay, fine! I'm pissed that you are... fucking doing whatever the fuck it is you're doing with my ex-boyfriend! What do you expect!? That's like, breaking best friend rule number one right there! But to add insult to injury, I now feel like a fucking fool becuase I've just been sitting here goddamned ignorant of this all, because you fucking lied to me!"

"It's not like I set out to fucking seduce him! And you're right, I should have told you, but I didn't want to deal with all this fucking drama!"

-starts to speak rapidly in spanish, before stopping herself- "Oh, gosh! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry to inconvience Jude and your's wonderful relationshit with my drama!"

"Right, because it's not like I might want my best friend to be happy for me."

-pause- "What best friend?"

"Really? You're seriously going to be that immature about it?"

"I'm not being immature, I'm being realistic. A best friend wouldn't hook up with her bestie's ex. A best friend wouldn't avoid her bestie for fucking a month so she could go do that... and a geedee best friend wouldn't goddamn titfucking lie about it for said month!"

"I'm sorry, okay! I didn't think it would turn out to be this serious!"

"This serious!? You make it sound like you're planning on fucking marrying him, Lu!"

"That's not what I said. Christ."

"You know what? I don't care! Go fuck Jude, have fun with that! Why should I care, because obviously this isn't supposed to be a big deal at all!"

"What do you want me to do, Alena? Break it off with him? Get down on a knee and apologize? What in the fuck is supposed to make this better?"

"You could start by leaving me the fuck alone!"

"Fine."

-click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-04T21:33:00

2009-07-05T02:46:35Z

Who: Lucy Jones and Marlie Loke
What: Lucy needs girl talk. Marlie joins the 'Don't Tell Alena' Club.
When: Friday.
Where: Phone!

-riiiiiiing riiiiiiing riiiiiiing-

"[sounds cheerful] Helloooo?"

-sighs- "Hey, Marlie."

"Oh hey, Lucy! What's up?"

"Have you....talked to Alena latey?"

"Yeah, she came with me to pick up some stuff for the party. [Pause] Why?"

"Oh, cool." -pause- "Is she mad at me?"

"...I don't know...I don't think so...? I mean, she wasn't like 'Oh my Gooood, I am so pissed at Lucy' or anything, so...I dunno."

"I haven't been hanging with her as much as I usually do. I think it's pissing her off." -sighs- "If she says anything, will you let me know? I don't want her to be mad, but I've got....other things to deal with."

"Ooooh. Gotcha. Yeah, she does start to get kinda pissy when people start paying attention to other things more than they do to her... I mean, I love her, but there's no getting around the fact that she's an attention whore. [Pause.] ...are you alright? You sound kinda...bleh..."

"Can you keep a secret?" -pause- "Like a really huge, Alena may kill us all if she finds out, secret?"

"Yeah, of course I can."

"I've been..seeing someone."

"Oh! Really? That's good! [Pause] Isn't it? [Another pause.] Wait...why would Alena kill us if she finds this out? I mean, I'm not gonna tell her, but...it doesn't really seem like something she'd kill us all over..."

"Well, I think it's good." -sighs- "It's Jude."

"Huh? What's Ju-.....[sudden realization] Ooooooh... Wow...."

"Yeah."

"How long have you been seeing him?"

"A couple of weeks."

"Really? Wow...I never would've guessed... [Pause] Oy...this really is something Alena might kill us all over... [Sighs.] So...how did this even happen?"

"That was kind of what we were going for." -pause- "I dunno. It just....did. First we were just hanging out, then...he just makes me feel...I can't even explain it."

"Riiiight... Well then, kudos! [Waits for her to finish speaking, and then smiles.] He makes you feel...happy?"

"Well, yeah. But it's more than that. Happy, sure. But...comfortable, too."

"Sounds like you've got yourself a winner. [Pauses] I'm happy for you, if you're happy. You should be happy...ya know? And...yeah, okay...this is kind of a big deal, with the whole Jude and Alena thing, but...you gotta do what you think is right..."

"I'm going to tell her. I am. Just...not right away. I don't want her to be really pissed at me."

"No offense...but she's gonna be really pissed at you no matter when you tell her... You can count on me not saying a word to anyone, since it's not my place and all, but...you know how Alena is..."

-muffled groan- "Ugh. She's going to hate me. But I can't not see Jude. I guess I could, but I really don't want to."

"[Sympathetic pout.] I wish there was something I could do to help you out... [Pause.] Is Jude gonna be mad that I know? Like...that you told me?"

"I don't think so? I hope not. Landon knows, too. Can't break that twin bond shit."

"So...the only two people who know about you and Jude are me and your brother? [Pause.] ...is it wrong that I'm pretty pumped about being let in on this big secret? Cause...I am."

"Uh, me and Jude know too, but yeah. Just you guys." -laughs- "Be as pumped as you want. Just don't ever let Alena know that you knew before she did."

"Do you think I have a death wish? Cause, news flash...I don't. She won't ever know. It shall be our secret, that you told me this secret. Double whammy!"

"Good. Maybe someone will survive this."

"Oh, forget about Alena for a second. She'll be mad, yeah, but she'll get over it...eventually. Focus on the good stuff! Gossip with me! Come on, I'm the only girl who knows, so take advantage and tell me as much as you want. I'm allll ears."

"Okay. Um....what do you want to know?"

"Well..what do you guys do? I mean...not like that, I just mean in general."

"We can't exactly go out so we spend a lot of time at his place. Just...hanging out. Watching TV. I sleep over there a few times a week. It's no big."

"Sometimes that's way more fun than going out. What do you guys watch? A series, or just...whatever's on?"

"Whatever's on, mostly. Even if it's not any good, we sit around and mock it."

"[laughs] He does that? I always thought he was the kinda guy who would just sit there and not talk while watching TV."

-laughs- "No, he's actually really talkative, once you get hime alone. And a complete smartass."

"No way! That's so weird, he's always so polite and everything whenever I talk to him. Then again, our conversations don't usually last very long...mainly cause I never know what to talk about with him. Is there anything he likes talking about, so I can try and weasel him out of his shell and see this smartassery you speak of?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either. Seriously, you can talk to him about anything. He's really chill. Once you get over worrying about offending him somehow, he's just a normal dude."

"I'll totally have to remember that. [Pause.] So, when did you start going over his place?"

"Last month some time? We definitely started out as friends, you know? I was just hanging out. Then, we were sitting on his couch and nearly kissed, but his phone rang. So I tracked him down the next day and sort of jumped him."

"You minx!"

"That wasn't on purpose, either. Again, it kind of just happened."

"What did he say? I mean, when you 'jumped him'?"

"That he would turn his phone in to a block of ice if it rang right then."

"[laughs] So I take it that he was all for the jumping?"

"He certainly wasn't against it."

"[grins] Oh, stop being modest. Just admit he was all for it."

"Fine, he was all for it." -pause- "He's a really good kisser."

"...wow...so the guy makes you feel happy, comfortable, and he knows how to kiss? I'm kinda jealous."

-cringes- "Sorry, Marls. I didn't mean to dump all this on you, after...you know."

"[quickly] No, no, it's fine....I'm fine. You're not dumping anything on me. I keep asking questions, so it's not like I can't talk about other people having a relationship. I can just...relate to what you feel right now with Jude."

"You want to know the best part?"

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"Not really. You can say no."

"But why would I do that when I do wanna know the best part? [Pause] That was me saying 'yes', by the way."

"He doesn't pressure me about...Sam. Like, he never asks if I'm 'okay', doesn't care if I want to talk about it. That's why I was getting close to him in the first place. He helped me so much by just treating me like I was me."

"...that does sound like the best part..."

"I thought about explaining that to Le, right away, but...I don't think she'd understand."

"I almost forgot why this was being kept a secret until you mentioned Alena again. [Sighs] I don't know...maybe I could slip her a sedative, and then you can tell her, and then...she'll pass out before she can yell or something, and you and Jude can run away to Canada."

"Yeah." -pause- "I'm hoping I won't have to take that kind of extreme measure."

"Well, me too, but...you do remember that this is Alena we're talking about, right?"

"I remember." -sighs- "I gotta run, Marlie. But...thanks for everything."

"Boo...alright, go do what you gotta do. And, noooo prob, Luce. Call me any time you need to talk, even if it's not about you and Jude."

"Will do. Later."

"C'ya! [Click]"

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-03T18:29:00

2009-07-03T22:33:23Z

Who: Jude and Gabe
What: Jude needs Gabe's help...and there will also be some ~drama~, so keep watching.
Where: The Loke's Fourth of July party
When: Early evening, July 4th

It was the Fourth of July, and everyone was currently spread out in Eddie and Nessa’s backyard…which was also known as ‘the beach’. He had arrived a little bit later than others, since he had a previous event to attend, but he had told not one, but two people that he would show up, so he stuck to his word. He had pulled up to the house, and sat in his car for a few moments, leaning back in his seat, listening to the rest of whatever song was playing through the speakers. He had set it to the radio, and wasn’t really paying attention…he just wanted to give himself a time frame, and the minute that was left of the music seemed good enough to him.

Getting out of the SUV, he shut the door behind him, and made his way through the house into the back, where he greeted all of the familiar faces with a warm smile. A few of them were a bit tipsy by now, but it was still fairly early. The sun hadn’t even gone down yet, so he could only imagine what would be happening by the end of the night. He made his rounds, shaking the hands of the men who were there, and hugging a few of the women who he was closer to; Lucy being among them. He tried not to let the friendly hug linger too long, but didn’t have to worry too much since Marlie had shouted his name to catch his attention. He turned around with a large smile, watching as she hopped forward and swung an arm around his neck; her other one holding onto a red cup that was filled with bright red punch. “I’m glad you came!” She pulled away to look at him, grinning. It was obvious that she was a little drunk herself.

“Do ya want some punch? It’s awesome. The red is spiked, but the blue isn’t, cause…my Mom can’t drink and stuff, so we needed something non-alcoholic. There’s also Pina Colada’s, cause…we needed somethin’ white to go between the red bowl, and the blue bowl. And they’re delicious so…win win.” She shrugged her shoulders and took another sip of her drink. Jude shook his head, amused by how festive she was. “No, I’m good for now, thanks.” He paused, looked around, and then turned back to her. “Hey, Marlie…do you know where Gabe is?” She quirked a brow, surprised that he was asking for Gabe of all people. “Uh…hold on…” She shut her eyes, thought about it, and then looked over at Jude. “He’s over there.” She pointed in the direction, and it took Jude a second before he could see him, too. “Alright, thanks.” He looked over to her and smiled. “I’ll talk to you later, I just have to ask him about something.” Nodding, she took off, and allowed Jude to move away from the crowd towards who he had been looking for. As he approached him, he was spotted, and gave a small smirk before stopping in front of him.

“Hey.” He paused, allowing him to say his own greeting, before he continued on. “Do you, uh…think I could talk to you for a second?”

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-03T17:20:00

2009-07-03T21:28:26Z

Who: Gabe Sherlock and Alena Alkeinos
What: News of another telepath in town, and then somehow they get on the topic of who their ~~deceased~~ next door neighbor sleeps with...
Where: On the phone
When: Backdated to Thursday night

-ring ring-

"H'yello?"

"Hey, baby."

-deep breath, before speaking in an obnoxiously cheery voice- "Well if it isn't Booger Bear!" -laughs-

-chuckles- "So, you'll never guess who I met today."

-pause- "Don't tell me. Uh, don't tell me!" -pause- "Gary Gygax's ghost? Nick Frost? No... the guy who did the original concept art for Mirrormask?"

"Uh, no. I ran into Lauressa Prescott at Manifest. Your brother made a fabulous first impression, by the way."

"La-who-sa What-scott?"

-sigh- "You know, the chick with the guitar that sings the song on the radio...anyway. That's not why she's interesting."

"The chick with the guitar that sings the song on the radio. Well, I'm ever so glad we got that cleared up. Still not sure who you're talking about, but okay." -paranoid jealous rage threatens to take over- "Then why is she interesting?"

-pause- "She's a telepath."

"There's more than one of you all running around!? And you ran into her at Manifest, while my brother was working?" -laughs-

"Apparently. Yeah, Junior didn't take it too well."

"He doesn't know how to take any situation well... we should kill her." -long pause- "And that other precog."

"You'd kill a blind girl?" -laughs- "No, she seems...I dunno, she's okay. Kind of ditzy. Talks a lot. I don't think she'd be, you know. Dangerous. Still, it feels weird, knowing that she can do what I can. Or could. She's not very good at it yet, I don't think."

-all too serious- "Yes, I'd kill a blind precognitive. I'm... I was.... When I had comic book visions I was Destiny. A blind precog. So not only is this bitch trying to move in and monopolize the precog market, but the blind precog market. It's got to be stopped." -only catches the end of what he was saying- "You think? You didn't check to make sure she's not working for the Order, or anything?"

-snorts- "Of course I checked. She's been in California up until this week. But I'm saying I don't think she's their type."

-defensively jumping to conclusions- "Oh, and whose type is she then?"

-winces slightly, and tries to gloss it over with a joke- "Well...if she's Junior's I think he blew his chance."

-snorts- "He's such a bitchass little whoremonger. So you're not the only one that can invade people's mind anymore, huh?"

"Guess not."

"Awww! You'll always be special to me, Gabriel Sherlock, even though I want to sometimes murder you in your sleep with you use that bullshit on me."

"I've heard you sing the praises of telepathy before." -smirks-

"Ah ha ha ha ha! You're just so awhorable, have I ever told you that?"

"I think you have, actually."

"Noted." -pause- "Hey random question, do you know if Justine moved out or something? I haven't heard her vacuuming in days."

"I dunno. I haven't heard her at all in days, and that includes her thoughts. Maybe she's on vacation?"

"Eh, could be. She can stay on vacation as long as she'd fucking like, because that means I don't have to listen to tejano music blaring through the living room wall."

"Yeah." -pauses- "You know the Sudoku guys outside have been keeping an eye on her, too. Sometimes I think even more than us."

"What do you mean?"

"Like I think they've been sitting out there more often lately to watch Justine."

"I don't see why they'd do that though. She's never showed up in any of my premonitions involving The Order. Not to say that's the only thing to go by, but if she was with them... or anyone else, one of us around here would have picked up on it."

"Yeah. I don't think she's involved with the Order, really. I mean, I never heard anything about it. It's like her only link to any of this was Asher. And living next to us."

"...Asher? And then you go and finish it up by saying living next to us..."

"Oh yeah. That's, uh. Who she was fucking."

"Euw!" -pause- "Wait. Justine was fucking Asher, and you knew about it? As in Asher was fucking our next door neighbor, and you knew about it? As in the guy who tried to kill me, and the biffle of the guy who's tried to kill everyone else, was fucking our next door neighbor who cleans too much while listening to horrible music... and you knew about it?"

"Well, he didn't come there for us. I don't think he really cared that we're her neighbors."

"So! That does not change the fact that you knew that sack of shit was around here, and didn't think to tell me!"

"He wasn't even thinking about us, Al. He came by and then left. Trust me, I was listening for murder plots or whatever."

"Oh. My. God." -gagging noises, sounds pained- "I listened to Asher Lehtner fuck. Oh my god, why? I threw shoes at the wall to try and make Asher Lehtner tone it down." -pause in which she bites back bile- "You were listening to him fuck!?"

-dryly- "I tried to edit out those parts."

-dry heaves- "Oh. Oh no. Oh fuck no. You were... oh, that's gross!"

-rolls eyes- "Are you done?"

-not even close- "Oh my... fuckshit... you were listening... you poor thing!"

"Yeah, well...he hasn't been by in weeks, so. Maybe she really is gone."

"God, I hope so! 'Cause I can... ohhhhhhh, how did I never pick up on that? I think I'm gonna be sick. Do we have any Pepto-Bismol?"

"In the medicine cabinet."

"...the next time a supervillian fucks one of our neighbors can you tell me so I don't laugh about it?"

-holds back a laugh- "Yeah, okay."

"This is not funny, Gabe! I laughed! I laughed while I was listening to him bang Justine!"

"I'll tell you if it happens again."

"You better!" -whines- "Are you coming home now? Because I need someone to help me bleach out my brain, and forget about all of this."

"Yeah, I'm on the way."

-indignant sigh- "I should make you watch Haggard for this."

-laughs- "Oh, please, no!"

"...and old episodes of Pokemon."

</b>"You're cruel."</b>

-pause- "Are you looking to get suffocated with my boobs again? Don't test your luck, Sherlock..."

-laughs- "I'll see you soon, babe."

"That's what I thought, ass. Hurry up! My mental status is quickly going downhill because of this information that has been divulged to me."

"Alright, alright! I'm almost home."

"Woot! Love you, baby."

"I love you too. Bye."

"Even if you are no longer the only telepath, and are going to help me kill the other precog! Muah!" -click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-03T13:21:00

2009-07-03T17:26:56Z

Who: Alena and Jude
What: Questions about evolving powers, and yet another
invitation to the Loke's Fourth of July party.
Where: Phone
When: Friday at Noon

[Ring]....[Ring]...[Ring]...

-loud yawn- "Thiz’iz 'Lena. Wh'sup?"

"Hey. It's Jude. [Pause] Are you just waking up?"

"M'hey Ju...de. Time izzit?"

"Noon."

"Mm'kay. Yeah, juzz woke up."

"Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you."

-lays back down and shuts her eyes- "No, no. Dun worry 'bout it. I was awake... What can I do yah for?"

"Ah. Alright. [Pause.] Uh...I actually wanted to ask you something... [Another small pause.] How much do you know about Freezing?"

-still not totally with the program- "Like ice cubes?"

"No, like what I can do. Sorry, probably should have phrased that better."

"Oh. Cryokinesis."

"...sure, that."

"Yeah, I know a bit about, I guess. Or well, from comics. Why?"

"Yeah, I figured you would. That's kind of why I called you. [A beat.] I think my powers are starting to...evolve, or something."

-loud obnoxious groan as she stretches out- "Cool. No pun intended." -even more groaning- "Ohhhh, I hate this bed." -pause- “What's up with them exactly? Thermokinesis? Thermal vision? Organic-ice form? Hydrokinesis? Molecular moisture inversion? Molecular moisture conversion? ...snotsicles?"

"[Silent for a few seconds.] Uh...I actually have no idea what any of that means. I probably should, considering the fact that I may be able to do some, or all of those things eventually...or maybe I already can. [Pause] What is it called when you start...becoming ice...?"

"Well, I suppose it really depends actually. From what I've read an organic-ice from - in which you actual become ice - comes from cryokinesis, but there is thermokinesis involved with all of that. ...there are some discrepencies as to what exactly thermokinesis is, though. According to some works of fiction it's the ability to mentally manipulate the motion of molecules, and thereby changing their temperature on an atomic level. Others say it's the ability to simply manipulate temperature, and still others stand by that it's just the fully evolved form of pyrokinesis or cryokinesis. You know what I mean?"

"...yeah, sure. I guess. I don't know, all of this is completely foreign to me."

"So. You can change into ice?"

"Partially... I can't control it yet, but...I'm sure I'll learn, eventually. I just hope it's soon."

"If you wanted, I could direct you to some earlier issues of X-Men where Iceman's powers were evolving, and shit? I don't know how much help it would be, but all I've still got to go on for all this... is comic books and Heroes. But I hate the goddamned Cheerleader, so we'll just stick with Marvel comics."

"Yeah, sure...thanks."

-yawn- "I'll get those together, and also anything else I can think of that might be helpful. I'd pass on how I was able to get more control over my visions, but... precognition isn't exactly the same thing. If you haven't already, maybe you should talk to my brother about all of that. He could probably give you more of an idea about exactly what's going on... or I dunno... ask Gabe? Cryokinesis technically is a branching of psionics, and he's kind of our expert on the application of such. So, yeah."

"I just don't want my arm, or any other part of me to crystallize while I'm in public...because I don't really know how I'd explain that. I'll try to get in touch with Alvin, if you think he may be able to help. And, yeah, maybe Gabe could figure out what's triggering it. It seems to happen sporadically, but maybe there's something going on in my head that I don't know about."

"Could be." -starting to drift off again- "I'll tell Junior you're going to get in touch with him, and ask Gabe what he thinks 'bout it, I suppose." -pause- "You should come to the party at Eddie and Nessa's tomorrow, I know they'll both be there."

"Alright. [Pauses.] I was actually supposed to go anyway, but that just gives me another reason to show up."

"Oh. Really? Okay. ...did Nessa invite you, or someshit?"

"Yeah. And, no, it wasn't Nessa. I ran into Lucy at the lighthouse the other night, and she brought it up."

"Hm. Cool, I guess." -mumbles- "Guess it's good to know that someone's seen her and can confirm that she's still living...

"Heh...yeah, she's still living. [Pause.] I actually need to get back to work....I called during my break, and we're short handed today."

"Yeah, well if you see her again, can you tell her that her best friend is still living too? Well, that is if we are still even friends, I wouldn't fucking know because she hasn't called me in forever. I tried to hang with her a few times, but got blown off, so I'm sick of trying to drag her fucking ass out. But yeah, if you could pass on that message, it'd be great. If she needs help remembering who her best friend is, tell her the last time I checked it was Alena. Then again, you know, I haven't ta--" -takes a few deep breath, suddenly cheery- "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, Jude."

"Sure...I'll pass that along. [A beat.] Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, Le. And, thanks...again."

-sniffs- "Don't worry about it, Oriel. You're welcome."

"I'll talk to you later. Bye, Alena."

-stifles a yawn- "Holla." -click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-03T11:15:00

2009-07-03T15:22:55Z

Who: Jude and Lucy
What: Making plans for the Fourth of July, and being awesome.
Where: Phone
When: Thursday afternoon

-riiiiiing riiiiiiing riiiiiiiiiing-

"Hello?"

"Hey."

"[Smiles] Hey. What's up?"

"Not much. I've got the night off, but it's my turn to shovel through the mess in the apartment."

"...is it that bad?"

-pause while she looks around- "Uh...yes. Yes, it is."

"[Chuckles] That sucks... Need any help?"

"Nah. I'll bust out the Hazmat suit and have this taken care of in no time."

"Well, in that case, I'll just...sit over here, pretending I know what a Hazmat suit is."

"You know those yellow rubber suits dudes where when there's a chemical spill? Hazmat suit."

"I've always just called them yellow rubber suits. Now that I know they actually have a name, I'll feel like less of a tool when trying to explain what I'm talking about, should I be involved in a conversation about chemical spills in the near or distant future."

-laughs- "Your about the most un-toolish guy I know, babe."

"[laughs as well] Just don't tell anyone. It'll ruin my image."

"Are you trying to be a tool? Because if that's the case, I'll help you pick out some pastel polos."

"I'll try to resist popping the collars."

"Good. I'd hate to have to smack some sense in to you." -pause- "Oh hey. Look at this. What was once pizza is now....science..."

"I may be cool...but I'll never be 4 popped-collars cool. [Pauses as well, and then laughs.] Are you sure it was Pizza, or is it something that resembles Pizza?"

"It's round...ish. But it's in a pizza box." -laughs- "Remind me to make my brother do this next time."

"Ah. Yeah, that does make sense, for you to automatically assume that the thing in the Pizza box was a Pizza. And...technically it'll be his turn anyway the 'next time', wouldn't it? [Chuckles.] You were doing so good, with the making sense thing, and then you had to go and let me down."

"Smart ass. I make plenty of sense."

"[smirks] Unless you're running on no sleep and are completely hopped up on coffee...or wearing a Hazmat Suit, apparently."

"Look at you, paying attention and shit." -laughs- "I'm actually not hopped up on anything right now. We're out of caffine. Which is where Landon is, while I clean. I think I got the bum end of this deal."

"Yeah well...I've learned that paying attention pays off, in the long run. [Chuckles.] I don't know...if I were given the choice of going out to get caffeine, or staying in the house with something that used to be a Pizza, it might take me a while to weigh my options."

"Uh-huh. I may leave the once-pizza for him to deal with." -pause- "So, I had a reason for calling. Do you have plans for the Fourth?"

"Good idea. [Pauses as well.] Not really. I have to do something during the day with my family, but after that...no, I don't have any plans."

"The Lokes are having a big thing, like usual. You should come."

"[A little hesitant about asking.] Is it the regular group of people who are going?"

"I don't think the Lokes have made new friends since Christmas."

"Well, you never know. They know more people on the Island than anyone else I know, so it wouldn't really surprise me if the number of friends they have has doubled since Eddie and Nessa's wedding."

"I think it'll be the usual crew. Why?"

"Just wondering."

"If you don't want to go, it's no big deal."

"I never said I didn't want to go."

"No, but you never said you did, either."

"[Sighs] I do. I just...don't want things to be weird. We aren't usually around many people, unless we're at the lighthouse...and it's a lot easier to pretend nothing's going on when you have something else to pay attention to."

"Who says it's going to be weird? And if it is, it's not like we're not going to have to come to terms with that weirdness eventually."

"Yeah, well...do you really want to come to terms with whatever weirdness there may or may not be on the Fourth of July, when everyone is in a good mood? [Pauses, and then sighs.] Look, Lucy, I do want to go, as I mentioned before...and I'm not just saying that. I always have a good time when the Loke's throw a party...it's kind of hard not to."

"I don't really want to deal with it during a party either, honestly. We don't have to go together. I'd just like it if you were there."

"Than I'll be there."

-sighs- "Okay. Thanks."

"Thanks?"

"I'm...glad you're going? So yeah, thanks."

"I've never been thanked for accepting an invitation. This is definitely a first. [smirks]"

"You sound awfully smug, Oriel."

"Tool's usually do."

-snickers- "Jude the Tool. How gangster."

"That actually sounds more like a character on something like Bob the Builder...but if you want to give me more street cred than I deserve, I'm all for it."

-pause, then lots of laughter- "Bob the Builder? I take it back. You're not gangster. You're a children's cartoon character."

"[laughs as well] I can't help that 'Jude' doesn't sound intimidating. Then again 'Lucy' doesn't necessarily make people shake with fear, either."

"Then you've never heard my Mom yell 'Lucy Dee'. It used to make me shake with fear."

"[Laughs] I bet...but Mom's don't count."

"My brother can be pretty scary too....but mostly because he can sound exactly like her."

"I think everyone's family terrifies them for one reason or another."

"Probably. Which is why I adopted the Lokes. Not that Nessa's not terrifying when she's all hormonal, but whatever."

"At least she's only temporarily scary. My parents are just...I don't even know. They're scary because they never really...get angry. Or, they do, but they handle it so much differently than everyone else does. It sounds great, but...it's just weird. I can't explain it."

"Sounds weird." -pause- "Then again, I've never seen you mad, either. Maybe it's genetic."

"Possibly. I do get mad, just...not very often. I also don't really have a reason to be mad around you anyway, so that could explain a lot."

"Not mad around me, huh? Obviously, I'm not being moody enough."

"I consider that to be a good thing, but...that's just me."

"I just don't want you to get bored with me being all...un-angering."

"[chuckles] No, you definitely hold my interest, despite the fact that you're...un-angering."

"In that case, I guess I won't get more moody." -laughs-

"[smirks] Sounds good. Should I try to get mad more often, or are we good on the whole me being..'un-mad' all the time?"

"Nah, feel free to stay all tempermental. I deal with enough mad from everyone else."

"Same here."

"Now that that's all settled, want me to swing by later, since I am off tonight?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Cool. Want some dinner? I can grab some on my way."

"Sure. I haven't eaten anything all day. What time should I be expecting you?"

"Are you watching your girlish figure, Oriel?" -amused- "In a few hours. Are you hungry for anything specific?"

"[all of this is spoken with very dry sarcasm.] Everything I eat goes straight to my hips. I'd rather not talk about it. [breaks out into a smile, shaking his head as though she could see him before giving the necessary verbal response.] Not really. Maybe I should just get a salad...watch those carbs."

-trying very hard not to laugh- "Of course. You better watch it, or you'll end up with a fat ass." -chuckles- "A salad for you, Chinese for me. Or you could have Chinese, too."

"Oh, so I have your permission now? [amused]"

"Yes, but only because I don't mind your calorie filled hips."

"[laughs] I think that's one of the most bizarre things anyone has ever said to me."

"That's because I have the best pick up lines."

"Oh, that's what that was...?"

"Sure, why not."

"I'm sure that works every time. I don't know what kind of guy could refuse a girl who tells them up front that they don't mind their calorie filled hips. It's definitely an ice breaker, I'll give you that much."

"I can honestly say it's the first time I've ever used that line."

"Yeah? Then I feel pretty special...maybe even a little smug."

"You should feel special. Smug, too, you tool."

"Look at that, I'm two for two."

-laughs- "I've got the run. The laundry just buzzed. I'll be by later."

"[smiles again] I'll see you then, Lu."

"Later, babe." -click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-07-03T01:48:00

2009-07-03T05:52:09Z

Who: Gabe, Laurie, and a special appearance by Alvin
When: Thursday evening
Where: Manifest
What: Telepath club meeting.

Gabe sauntered into Manifest just as the sun was beginning to set. Alec had snatched him up to go to the beach as soon as he'd gotten off of work, and Gabe wasn't really complaining. The beach wasn't as crowded on weekdays. It felt good to be able to wind down and just chill, exactly like they had when they were teenagers, and could spent their whole summer being surfer bums. Now they were twenty-somethings with day jobs and rent to pay and serious relationships, but they could totally still pass for surfer bums, and did so sometimes. Then Alec had gone off to shower and change and meet Darcy for dinner, and Gabe had decided to swing by the record shop, simply because it had been a crucial setting in the days when he was young and carefree, and he felt like perpetuating that feeling for a little while.

Of course, the place wasn't exactly the same as it had been in those days. It looked like it had been reorganized, for one thing. Then, Lenny was always a constant, but the rest of the staff was interchangeable; Gabe himself had worked there for a while, as had Alena. Now, her younger brother manned the post behind the checkout counter in an otherwise empty shop, looking bored with a red Nintendo DS held between his hands, his elbows propped on the counter. "No more Michael Jackson albums," Alvin called out in response to the bell that signaled Gabe's entrance. The teenager's eyes flicked upward briefly, before he returned his attention to his game. "Oh. It's just you." Gabe chuckled a little bit. "Hello to you too, Junior." His future brother-in-law just snorted, and Gabe turned down one of the aisles of cds, flipping through the stacks idly, marvelling at some of what passed for music nowadays and the fact that Lenny consented to carry it.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-29T03:46:00

2009-06-29T08:12:09Z

Who: Laurie Prescott and Jenny Wilkes
When: Monday evening
Where: Jenny's place
What: Half-sister reunion.

Gone were the days when Jenny stayed up to party until three or four in the morning - Jenny had been exhausted by seven-thirty almost every night since she'd had Aiden. Now and then, Brian or her father would take him for the day to give her some time to herself, but honestly, Jenny sometimes just preferred the company of her two-year old son over anybody else's. At least Aiden didn't look at her sympathetically and remark on how tired she looked, and he didn't ask how she was and he didn't have to lie to him. Not that Jenny didn't lie to Aiden plenty, but there were some things she just couldn't explain to him yet, like why he couldn't see his daddy today.

When Aiden had tired out his primary playmate for the day, Jenny usually put on a video and curled up on the couch behind him. Sometimes she dozed while the colorful characters entertained her son, but usually she just worried. At least Brian had come through with the electricity money on Friday morning, as he'd promised. She'd gone into her room and cried, while he spent a bit of time with his child, hating that he'd had to do whatever he'd done to get the money overnight, and hating herself for pressuring him into it, and hating this whole fucked-up situation they'd somehow found themselves in.

Being depressed for a good part of the time and having nobody to look nice for anyway, Jenny mostly wore sweatpants and old t-shirts nowadays, and she didn't give much of a thought to her appearance as she got up to answer the knock at the door to her apartment. Aiden didn't even look up from Finding Nemo, and Jenny was roused out of a light slumber, wondering who it could be. Brian sometimes stopped by without calling first, but he had a key, and therefore no need to knock. Amidst the stress of the past few days, she'd more or less forgotten that her half-sister had gotten into town this morning.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-29T03:49:00

2009-06-29T07:54:48Z

Who: Jenny Wilkes and Laurie Prescott
What: Weird awkward sisterly interactions
Where: On the phone
When: Backdated to last Monday

-ring-

"Hello?"

"...Jennica?"

-slightly confused- "Yes?"

"Hey, it's... Laurie. I hope I didn't wake you up or anything."

"Oh! No, you're fine. Aiden and I were just having breakfast."

"Oh, okay. How is he doing? I feel like I haven't seen him in forever, but that's probably because I haven't." -weak laugh-

"Yeah, he's...a lot bigger than the last time you came around for a visit."

"I've heard that kids tend to grow a lot in a year." -lame attempt at not making this awkward-

"Well, I can definitely confirm that." -pause- "How are you?"

"I'm okay. I woke up early today, don't have to do anything until noon when I have a hair appointment. Then I've got to meet with my personal trainer for a session at three, and Olin and the family want me to come have dinner with them tonight, before going to some party he's throwing. You know, the usual."

"...right. Sounds...busy."

"You've no idea. The week has barely begun and I've already been told that I have no less than six meetings to talk about the upcoming tour they want me to do, and some woman from People magazine did a blip article on Rose... and now she wants to do a full length spread on the two of us. She's been bugging me about it for weeks now, it seems."

-zoning out slightly- "Mmmhm." -suddenly alert, aside- "Aiden! Sit down!" -sighs- "How is Rose?"

-pause- "She's doing good. The last time I talked to her she was getting ready to fly to Milan.... or wait, no she was going to Tokyo coming from Milan."

"Hm. That's nice."

"It is. She just got signed to that new designer out there. Oh, I can't remember his name for the life of me. Yuri? Yikuori? Something like that." -pause- "Have you talked to Sydne lately?"

-slightly tense- "I haven't."

-tries to go about this lightly- "I spoke to her last night, and I'm going to be staying at the vacation home near you for awhile. I wanted to call ahead and let you know, also see if you needed anything?"

"Um." -pause- "I-- I'm okay."

"That's... that's good to hear? I mean, it is. I, um, should be out there at the beginning of next week? Hopefully Sunday morning, but they are saying that the flight I want to take is already booked full, and I'd have to take economy class." -eyeroll- "So, there's a good chance I'll just wait and fly first-class early Monday morning."

"Right. Um, okay. Well...have a safe trip. And I guess I'll see you when you get here."

"I'm sure it will be fine, I don't get ansty about flying anymore... And yeah, I'll probably drop by when I get situated at Sydne's place. Are you still living in that apartment?"

-short pause- "Yes, I'm still here."

"Okay. I'm pretty sure I remember how to get there."

"Alright."

"I guess I'll see you soon, Jenny. Uhm.... yeah."

"Yeah, I--" -aside- "Aiden! Don't--" -hurried- "I'll see you, Laurie. Bye now!" -click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-27T09:46:00

2009-06-27T13:56:19Z

Who: Russell and Ophelia
What: She needs the help of a technopath that she trusts.
Where: Russ' room.
When: Early Saturday morning, after Lia's shift ends.

Pulling up to the familiar house, Lia let out a heavy sigh, bringing her hand up to rub at her forehead. Ever since she had helped out Fallon, the youngest Dearborn adoptee had been stressed out, always keeping her eyes and ears open for anything that would lead her to believe that something had gone wrong. Because the murder had happened right near her job, she had definitely heard people talking about the police being there, and about what had happened…but there wasn’t any mention of either of the girls who had left the scene. She feigned shock, and asked just as many questions as everyone else, hoping that none of them would say something like ‘I thought I saw your sister around here the other night…’, even though she would most likely play it off as nothing. Her being in that area wasn’t a big deal, was it?

Shaking away the thoughts, she opened the door of her car and stepped out, grabbing her pocketbook before making her way towards the door. It was really late, since she had just gotten out of work, but Russell was expecting her. It wasn’t the first time she had gone to the house to talk to someone who wasn’t Cove, so she didn’t feel strange about just letting herself in. The girl practically lived there anyway. She didn’t waste time with silly things like knocking.

Stepping inside, she moved towards Russ’ room, only knocking on his bedroom door because she wasn’t sure if he was still awake in there. It was a relief, when she heard movement and then saw him on the other side when he opened the door to greet her.

“Hey.”

The single word greeting was accompanied by a small smirk before he stepped to the side, allowing her to step inside. Once she was in the room, she crossed her arms over her chest casually, waiting for him to turn around again. “So…what’s up?” He asked this with a quirked brow, gesturing over to the bed as he himself took a seat at his desk. She took him up on the offer of sitting on the more comfortable piece of furniture, and let her legs dangle off the side as she stared over at him, biting at her nails.

“Do you have a joint, actually?”

“Uh…I don’t, but…if you want to give me a minute, I can just roll a blunt.”

She nodded her head, and Russ rose to his feet, lowering himself down to reach into the bag that was sitting at the foot of his bed. He dug around for the green game that was in there, and then moved back to the desk he had been sitting at moments ago. “…so…how was work?” He asked, before beginning his work. It was always a little bit awkward, sitting in complete silence during this process. Thankfully, Lia agreed, and gave him a brief run down, listening to the music that was playing in the room when neither of them had any more to say.

Grabbing his lighter from his pocket, he dried off the completed blunt, and brought it to his own lips, igniting the end as he took a deep drag, holding in the smoke as he extended it to Lia. She grabbed it from him with a ‘thanks’, and took her own hit, holding it in her chest until she no longer could, exhaling the smoke towards the ceiling before she looked down to the blunt. “…good job with this.” He gave a slightly modest shrug of his shoulders. “I get a lot of practice…but yeah, thanks.” He smirked at her, leaning back into his chair, swiveling from side to side as he watched her take another hit. This wasn’t the first time Lia and Russ had smoked alone together, since there were times when she had come over and Cove was passed out from whatever he had done with Ricky while she was at work.

The two friends exchanged words here and there, passing around the blunt until it burnt down quite a bit. As Russ handed it back to her again, he hesitated to speak as she grabbed it from him. “…so, are you gonna tell me why you need me to hack into a computer system, or are we gonna just…forget about that whole thing?” By this point, the both of them were pretty stoned, but they were definitely a lot more relaxed than they had been. That was exactly why Lia had wanted to smoke in the first place, since she knew that she wouldn’t be able to say what she was about to say to Russell without being in a different state of mind.

“No, I’m going to tell you, I just…” She looked down at her lap, rolling the blunt between her fingers. “…it’s a really big deal, and I don’t…I don’t want anyone finding out about this.” She took another hit, exhaled, and looked back to Russell. She looked him in the eyes, making it clear she was being serious. “I haven’t even told Cove what I’m about to tell you…and if I find out you told him after this, I’ll make you walk all the way to California and back…” She paused. “Got it?” Russell, who was a little stunned by this sudden mood change, nodded his head. “Yeah, I uh…I got it. I won’t say anything.” After he confirmed this, Lia sighed heavily, and then took another drag before finally passing it to Russell. She watched him take a hit, and without even realizing how horrible her timing was, blurted out her next string of words just as Russ had inhaled the smoke. “…I helped Fallon the other day…I helped her get away with murder…”

The news made Russell choke on the smoke, and was now coughing into his hand, hunching forward as he tried to stop. “Wh-…what?” He managed between coughs, looking at her incredulously. She just turned her head down to look at her lap, picking at her nail polish. “…it was at Oasis…there were cops, and she called me…and I helped her…I made them let her go…” By now, the stereo had been turned off because of Russell, and he was just staring at her in complete silence, watching her think about everything. He always liked Lia, and they got along…but this was a lot of information to digest. She knew this though, and that was why his silence didn’t surprise her. She lifted her head back up when she was ready, watching as he glanced away to look down at the blunt, ashing it in the ashtray before he hit it again, hoping that she didn’t realize he had been staring at her for so long. She didn’t even care, she probably would have been gawking like an idiot too, had someone told her that sort of information.

“….I need to know if the police still have anything on her…or, if they have anything on me. That’s why I wanted you to go through the computers, and maybe…look at the police files?” She looked hopeful, and gnawed at her bottom lip. Russell just sighed, raising a hand to push back his hair as he took another drag from the blunt. “Shit, Lia…I don’t even know if I can…” He exhaled the smoke as he spoke, passing it back to her. Once it was out of his hand, he leaned into the computer chair. “I mean…getting onto someone’s private computer is a breeze…but this is a lot more advanced. The cops put all sorts of shit on their computers to keep normal hackers out of there, so breaking through them…” He shrugged his shoulders. “…I dunno…”

“Can you at least try?”

There was another hesitation as he looked at her. She had never come to him for anything so huge before, but the fact that she was telling him this and hadn’t even told Cove meant that she trusted him. As mentioned before, he had always liked her, and they were good friends, but this was the first time she truly needed his help…and he couldn’t let her down, could he?

Swallowing roughly, he nodded his head. “…yeah…I can try. You just…gotta bear with me, alright?” She nodded, and he did the same. This was the first time he was going to use his powers in front of someone, and he kind of needed to concentrate…especially if he was trying to break into a system that he wasn’t even sure he could break into.

He leaned back in the seat, and closed his eyes momentarily, just until he got things going. They opened again, his pupils even more dilated than they had been before, although because he wasn’t seeing what he appeared to be looking at, his eyes kept moving, since he was actually trying to read certain things as he searched around for the police files he was trying to get a hold of. It didn’t take him very long to locate the computer system…but it was definitely secure. He tried to break through, and had come close before he had to actually lean forward to rest his head in his hands, leaning his elbows into his thighs. “…come on…” he muttered to himself, shutting his eyes tightly since his head felt like it was being bashed against a wall every time he tried to get passed the security. Ophelia, who had been watching him the entire time moved forward to place a hand on his shoulder. “…Russ…?” The boy just shook his head, his fingers gripping at his hair because of how much his head was hurting him now…and had no choice but to stop after another attempt nearly gave him a nose bleed.

“Fuck…” He muttered, dropping his hands down before he opened his eyes, swiveling them up to look at Ophelia. “…I’m sorry…I tried…” The blonde stared down at her friend, shaking her head at him before she wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a tight hug. Maybe she was really stoned, but in that moment, she felt that it was the right thing to do…especially since he was now completely drained and had a killer headache, all because of her. The fact that he had tried so hard meant a lot, and she felt much closer to him, now. “...it’s alright…I know you did.” She moved away, placing her hands on his shoulders. “Are you alright?” He looked up to her, and gave her a very small smile, since that’s all he could manage at the moment. “Yeah...I feel like parts of my brain were just stabbed, but…other than that? Perfectly fine…” He gave a weak, tired laugh, which made Lia laugh a little. Under normal circumstances, she probably wouldn’t have, but she was high. “That sounds really shitty…” “Oh, it is….” He smirked, and Lia took a step back.

“…thanks again, for trying. I guess…I mean, if I haven’t heard anything yet…that probably means everything’s okay. I’ve just been freaking out, and I wanted to be sure…”

“…yeah…I’d probably want to know for sure, too.”

She nodded her head, slipping her hands into her pockets before she glanced over to the clock. “…I should probably be going.” He didn’t have to look at the clock to know what time it was, and just gave an understanding nod. Lia didn’t move towards the door right away, but just looked down at him before she gave him a small smile. “Get some sleep…you look like shit.” The statement made Russ chuckle again, ignoring the pain he was still feeling. “It’s definitely number one on my list of things to do after you leave.” She smiled, hesitated, and then leaned down to hug him again. “Bye, Russ.” He returned the hug as he had done previously. “Bye, Lia.” Letting her go, he watched her exit his room, and once the door was closed, he groaned and moved forward to collapse onto his bed. Using his powers again, he turned off his lights, and didn’t even move under his blankets as he laid his head against his pillow, glad that he was high enough to just pass out instead of staying awake to endure the painful headache that had formed.

This had definitely been an interesting night…

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-27T01:45:00

2009-06-27T05:48:52Z

Who: James Wolfes and Gregory Rutherford
What: Giving a status update and being creepy
Where: On the phone
When: Friday night after Justine is killed

-riiiiing-

"This is Wolfe."

"Wolfe, it's Rutherford."

"Rutherford. What's your status?"

"There were some complications. She attacked me, not with her powers though. There is actually no viable evidence that she even felt fit to use them. I had to dispose of her."

"Complications? When did this happen?"

"Aproximately seven minutes ago, sir. She didn't seem up for a talk, and quickly become hostile. There should be a report of a mugging gone awry at the Island Market tomorrow morning. I made sure to make it look like such."

"Hm. That is a drawback, but it sounds like you handled it appropriately. I doubt the freak will be missed. We've been choosing our targets more carefully after the Riddick incident. Were you able to discover anything else?"

-mutters- "She keeps her nails quite long..." -clears throat- "No. This all happened in a matter of moments, and there wasn't much time for any questions or pleasantries. After taking her wallet, I am positive it was her though."

"And she made no attempt to use her power?"

"It wouldn't appear so."

"That is unexpected. Oh well, there's nothing to be done about it now. We'll stay alert and make sure this was covered up as well as you say. Otherwise, consider that file closed."

"Noted, and I can promise you that no one will think this anything other than an unfortunate end to a mugging. I made sure to dispose of any evidence. Is there anything else you need from me at the moment, sir."

"Good. Nothing else on this. I'm going to reassign you - no more shadowing duties for a bit Rutherford. I know you'll be so disspointed to hear that." -laugh- "I need someone to follow up on Farris' disappearance."

-soft chuckle- "I'm sure I'll work through it. Point me in the direction you need me to go, and it's done."

"He was last seen around a bar on the south end of the island. A joint called Eddie's. I'd tell you about the unsavory stuff we've found out about it, but it would take the rest of the night. Might be quicker to tell you what isn't going on down there."

"I'm listening."

"No concrete evidence of unnatural activites there, though more than enough circumstantial evidence to raise suspiscions. The owner's name is Butler, he's been on the freak list longer than any of us have been on this assignment, but no one knows what he does, if anything."

"If anyone can find out anything, it'll be me. Butler, got it. Do we have any other persons of interest at this establishment?"

"All the employees are worth watching. Farris was investigating a woman named Evie when he last gave a report."

"I'll make sure to look into this Evie person, as well as Butler and the rest of them. Was this assignment to go into effect immediately?"

"As soon as you're able. Follow the usual procedures and give me an update within 48 hours."

"Will do. I'll get right on that, sir."

"Good work, Rutherford. Let's take down a few more of these freaks."

"Thank you, sir. And I wouldn't have it any other way. I'll check back in whenever I pick something up."

"Good. I'll speak to you then."

"Mm."

-click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-26T23:33:00

2009-06-27T05:35:10Z

Who: John Butler and Gregory Rutherford
What: ~~A badass off. Two men enter, one man leaves.~~ Rutherford follows up on the disappearance of a co-worker. John is unhelpful.
When: Friday Night
Where: The bar

On Friday nights the bar was about as busy as it ever got, though as it got later it began to empty out somewhat. As usual, John was standing back and looking bored. He would occasionally take orders and pour drinks, either grudgingly or with the occasional almost-but-not-quite friendly comment, depending on his opinion of each particular patron.

Also as usual, and despite that bored expression, he was well aware of everything that was going on in his bar: the cougar at the end of the bar still looking for her prey for the evening, the men in the back corner making a deal that couldn't be made in the open (they were regulars, and knew that he knew what was going on - there would be a very sizable tip left for that reason), and two young couples up to nothing more nefarious than getting drunk enough to forget the week's worries.

There was also someone he didn't recognize and whose purpose was less clear. A tall black guy with a 'better than you' expression and the bearing of someone who knew how to handle himself. He could spot trouble a mile away, and that guy definitely looked like potential trouble. John gathered some empty glasses, taking them back behind the bar, all the while keeping an eye on the stranger. Trouble was fine, but only if it was on his terms.

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-26T06:44:00

2009-06-26T11:01:03Z

Who: Vera and Jenny
When: Backdated to Wednesday night
Where: Phone
What: Discussing the craziness that was their youth and is their families.

-riiiiiiing-

"Hello?"

"Hello, darling. How're you doing?"

"I'm...exhausted, quite honestly."

"Why's that? Is Aiden giving you trouble again?"

"It's called the Terrible Twos for a reason. I took him to my dad's today and let him run around, but he still didn't manage to get it all out of his system before I got him home."

"Poor baby. Well, you better tell him to shape up, because Aunt V's coming over this weekend." -laughs-

-chuckles tiredly- "He'll be glad for a face besides Mommy and Granny and Grandpa, I think." -pause- "He was asking about Brian today. He hasn't been by in over a week, now."

"It's a date then." -tsks- "Have you heard from him? I talked to him for a few minutes early this week..."

-slightly tense- "No. I need to, but I've been putting off calling him."

"I'm sure... he's just been busy with... something. Don't look to far into it, but I'd suggest giving him a call. Or I could always just drag his ass over there and plop him down in front of Aiden."

"Isn't he always. I'll call him tomorrow, or something. I'm too tired, today."

-politely ignores the first part- "Good. And that's also good, because I just so happen to be yearning to give a facial to someone. Know anyone that'd be interested?"

-laughs- "Well, who am I to deprive you of a practice face?"

"You're too kind, sweetie." -chuckles- "What else are we doing, I need to know so I can bring over supplies. I remember you mentioned you wanted me to trim your hair. Brow wax? Highlights? Or you could finally always join me and go pink?"

"Yes, just a trim. A brow wax would be nice, too, but that's it, I think. I'm an old mother now - my pink days are over."

"Can do." -scoffs- "Dear, you're not old. And even if you were, what does that say about me? I'm the same age as you."

"You're not a mother, V. I forfeited my right to go funky when I popped out a kid."

"I may not be a mother, that is correct and pretty observant of you. But, I can tell you that you simply having a son doesn't mean that you can't be a little funky once in awhile. Come on, we can always do streaks again?"

-little laugh- "No. Just a trim. I'm okay with plain nowadays. It's not like I'm trying to impress anybody, anymore."

-dryly- "Have I ever told you how you sometimes make me want to jump in front of oncoming traffic?" -shakes head- "If I don't see the biggest smile on your face when I come over, I'm going to give you something to frown about, alright?"

"Frequently. I'll pull out a big grin just for you, Vera. I think I've still got one in the freezer somewhere."

"Make sure it's not one of those forced 'I'm only doing this to satisfy my evil friend' smiles. I know what they look like, and will not hesitate to point it out." -smirks-

"I'm sure you will." -pause- "So guess who called me yesterday."

"Don't take that tone with me, missy." -laughs- "Who?"

"Laurie. She's coming to town, soon."

"Your sister? That's great. Guess she decided to come slum it up with us here, again?"

"Well, you know my sisters. When being in Hollywood gets to be too much, this is the first stop."

"They must have it so hard. Living in the lap of luxury and all of that. Feel free to tell them if they get bored with it all, I have nothing against changing places with them."

-laughs- "It's a hard knock life, don't you know? If she manages to con Sydne out of the keys to the beach house, I'm sure you could claim a room there for the summer."

"Oh, that sounds glorious... but I really don't know if I'd want to leave the youngest Tomasi with free range of my apartment. She's back in town now. It's funny, Mark leaves for Chicago and she comes waltzing back as if she hasn't been gone for a month."

"Tish is back? Did she say where she disappeared to?"

-drawn out sigh- "Rio de Janeiro."

"You're kidding."

"Ah. Ha. Ha. I wish. I don't even want to think about how she was able to ticket that, and I'm just going to turn a blind eye to the possibilities. I surely know she wasn't using her credit cards, because she's not stupid enough to tip off our parents to something like this..."

"Good lord. Why on earth did she take off to Brazil?"

"I have no earthly clue. Then again she's never really had the best judgment on things like this, so I'm assuming it was an opportunity and she seized it." -sigh- "I love her, and am all about her finding herself... or whatever all of this is, but it'd be a lie to say that I don't wish she'd slow down and realize what she's doing."

"Well...she's nineteen. I was there at that age, and so were you."

"God, don't even remind me about what I was doing when I was nineteen." -pause- "I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that I don't get a call one day telling me she's been found dead in some foreign country."

"She'll get a reality check one of these days, don't worry. I just hope life goes easier on her than it did on you or I."

"Hopefully soon. Same here, because she's got two prime examples of what not to do in us. No offense or anything, but I think it's safe to say we haven't made all of the smartest choices." -feeble laugh-

"No arguments there. But hey. Completely sober by twenty-four isn't bad."

"I don't know about you, but I wouldn't as far as completely sober. There is a dirty martini out there somewhere with my name on it." -laughs-

"Yeah, you can speak for yourself, there. I haven't touched alcohol since before I was pregnant."

"Such a shame, but I think we don't want another elitist junkie running around this damn town. Your actions are to be commended."

"Thanks, though Aiden still doesn't exactly have two Parents of the Year."

"Honestly... who in this day and age does?"

"Certainly not me. Though my dad at least comes close."

"Neither I, but Aiden has a lot better parents, and at least one grandparent, than most people. Buck up, buttercup."

-sigh- "Well, lord knows we try. That counts for something, I guess."

"It counts for much more than you give it credit, doll."

"Thanks, V. I'm just...so tired of being tired and scared and alone all the time. I'm actually really looking forward to my spoiled little sister coming into town."

"No prob, Jenn. And just remember that if you get bored with your spoiled little sister, that there's another person who often grows bored of her own spoiled little sister to amuse you... Oh god. Can you imagine if those two joined forces?"

-laughs- "Almost as scary as you and me and Rose, huh?"

-laughs- "Almost, but I think there's still a thing or two we could teach those young'ins."

"Too bad Rose is in Athens." -chuckles- "Some days, I realize it's really weird that I check up on my sisters by reading the tabloids in checkout aisles."

"Athens." -groans- "I'm so jealous! Too bad I've got a fat ass, and can't carry a note worth shit... I could imagine so, but hey, at least we were kept up to date when Rose got into that tiff with the paparazzi, and when Laurie finally broke it off with Whatshisname."

"True. It's not like they regularly deign to keep me informed. It's a good thing there are people that get paid to do it for them."

"See. There's that optimism you're world renowned for!" -smirks- "I've got to go pick up some stuff at Mark's house, but this weekend. Yes?"

"Definitely."

"I'll give you a call before I come over, sweetheart."

"Okay. Keep my son's father out of trouble, if you happen to see him."

"Don't worry, I'll give him a nice whack in the right direction."

-laughs- "Thanks, V. Take care."

-chuckles- "No problem, Jenn. You too, and give Aiden a big kiss for me. Bye!"

"I will. Bye now."

-click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-26T01:28:00

2009-06-26T06:33:17Z

Who: Vera Tomasi and Brian Hartley
What: Scheming.
When: Right after he got off the phone with Jenny.
Where: Phone.

-riiiiiiing riiiiiiiing riiiiiiiing-

"Yeah?"

"V. I'm desperate."

-pause- "Bri... when aren't you desperate?" -smirks-

"Ha, ha." -sighs- "I need some cash. Badly. Are there any parties going on tonight? And if so, please tell me that you love me enough to go con some idiots out of their money."

-eyeroll- "When isn't there a party? You just have to know where to find it, sweetheart. Thankfully - and I use that word loosely in regards to this - my sister is back in town, so I'm sure we can find something."

"Fantastic. You're a lifesaver. Have I told you recently that you're my favorite person ever?"

"Not too recently, but you know I'll never stop you from telling me so. So what's the issue this time?"

"Jenny just called. Her electric bill is way over due, and they're going to shut her shit off if she doesn't pay it quick."

-sigh- "I'm texting my friend Russ on my 'Berry, if there's a party filled with a bunch of dumbasses... it'll be over at his house. He and his housemates are smart enough, but I'm sure they've got a few of said dumbasses over there."

"Thanks again. I've got some other jobs lined up, but they don't pay until Saturday night, and she needs it quicker than that."

"Other jobs? What's it this time? Have you plans to pop out of some fortunate bachelorette's cake?" -chuckes-

"No, but I could, if you know any bachelorette's."

"Sadly I don't, but good for you that I do know how to work this other little scam of yours. I'm actually still rather surprised you even thought of it. You're so smart, Bri. Have I ever told you you're smart?"

"Don't insult my intelligence, V. My sensibilities can't take it."

"Insult? I'd never do that. Cheer up, dear, we've got work to do, and I need you to be at tip-top performance. We don't want to have another... incident."

"That incident had more to do with you, but okay. I'll put my game face on."

"Speaking of insults, that's not helping your chances right now..."

"Fine, fine. Want me to come get you, then we can head off toward our fortune?"

-laughs- "That's fine. Russell's just told me that the party is actually relocating to another house, but lucky for me, I've got an address. Let me go get make sure I don't look like hell, and I'll be ready to go."

"Okay. I'll be there shortly."

"See then then, babe."

-click-

isleofpoderes @ 2009-06-26T02:15:00

2009-06-26T06:23:03Z

Who: Brian Hartley and Jenny Wilkes
When: Thursday night
Where: Phonecall
What: Worrying about money and stuff.

-ring ring-

-cringes, pauses, debates, finally caves- "Hello?"

-sounds very tired- "Hi, Brian."

-does a very good job of not sounding stressed- "Hey, Jenny!"

-short pause- "How are you?"

"Great. Terrific. Fantastic." -pause, sigh- "I know, I know, I'm running behind this month, but I've got another job lined up...."

-sighs, like she's heard this a million times- "Of course you do."

"Cut me some slack, Jen. I'm trying here."

"I'd love to, Brian. If you'll come explain to your son why the lights won't turn on, when they cut the electricity off."

-muffled groaning- "I'll have something by the end of the week, I promise."

"I can't borrow from my dad again."

"I'm aware of that." -pause- "I may be able to shake something up by tomorrow. Will that work for you?"

"What--" -long pause, during which she is gnawing on her lip- "It's not that dire."

-pause- "Then how dire is it?"

"I don't..." -sigh- "We need the money, but I... Shake something up, Brian?! I don't even want to..." -sighs again-

"I've told you not to concern yourself about where the money is coming from. If it's that important, I can have it quicker."

-tense silence- "I can work. I can find some job. Or...I can try to get through to my mom again."

"No." -sighs- "I've got this covered, okay? You need to be at home with Aiden, not out working."

"You clearly don't have it covered, though."

"I've already told you, this is just for a little while. I'll figure something else out, and we won't have to go through this again."

"A little while has lasted a damn long time." -slightly tearful- "Look, Bri, I hate riding you about it, but I can't...I can't keep living like this."

-obviously panicking- "Jenny just...take a deep breath. It's going to be okay. Don't worry anything. I'll have money for you tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, even. Okay?"

-sad, bitter laugh- "You know what? That really doesn't make me feel a lot better."

-defeated- "I'm sorry, baby. I don't know what else to do."

"Just..." -voice cracks- "Be careful."

"I'm always careful." -pause- "I've got to run. I'll see you in the morning."

-small voice- "Okay. Bye."

-sighs- "Bye."

-click-