Who: Mag and Lorna
What: Dinner, presents, daddy-daughter bonding time
When: Evening
Where: The dread House of M
Warnings: Probably not.
Magnus had picked out gifts for his children with care. Billy's gifts were easy - the boy picked out most of his own, although Magnus had surprised him with a few.
Wanda's were the most difficult, but he'd managed to find a couple things he hoped she'd like.
Pietro had been easy, at least from an idea stand point. Books, nearly a two dozen, most needing some amount of translation, so the dictionaries to go with them, all very long. Some where fiction, some where not, and he tried to not have all of them be topics on Israel or Judaism, although some where. One was a memoir by a contemporary of his, and while it mentioned him, it did not do so by name, and he doubted Pietro had ever paid enough attention to his tattoo to recognize it. There were also puzzles. Nearly three dozen. All 3D, all with a guarantee of several dozen ways EACH could be reset. All externally difficult. Some where like Rubik cubes, only fractal shapes, rather than a simple cube. Some appeared to be a jumbled mess of sticks, but assembled into a complex, airy shape. He hoped they would get Pietro some break from the boredom, if only for a few days.
Lorna had been a bit difficult, but as she claimed to like all presents, he'd tried to pick pretty things but also something she could have a certain amount of enjoyment out of that his other children might not, even if it would be after he'd found a way to fix her powers. He'd picked up a Hebrew house blessing, both for the blessing and for it's beauty - hand painting such as this was becoming a lost art with the advent of computer art; a silver candy dish which resembled an arty crumbled piece of lace, given their discussion on making things, he thought she might like it; a few oil burning candles, hand craved and colored, along with oil and replacement wicks; a kaleidoscope, with disks that could be interchanged, with brass tubing and real silver mirrors inside; a gold plated teleidoscope - the last two where really toys for grown-ups, but he found them pretty and somewhat entertaining, and finally, remembering her degree, a small padded pouch containing native stone, some rough, some polished, along with a packet of rock polishing cloths. Some might need a tumbler, he'd been warned, but they could make one if so.
He'd wrapped the gifts in the hotel room at night, often watching Billy sleep across the room. It had made him feel good, grounded, human in a way he'd thought he'd lost so long ago when Magda left him.
Since Lorna was due for dinner soon, he'd finished setting the 'table' in the breakfast nook, and stacked her presents on the bench near by.
What: Dinner, presents, daddy-daughter bonding time
When: Evening
Where: The dread House of M
Warnings: Probably not.
Magnus had picked out gifts for his children with care. Billy's gifts were easy - the boy picked out most of his own, although Magnus had surprised him with a few.
Wanda's were the most difficult, but he'd managed to find a couple things he hoped she'd like.
Pietro had been easy, at least from an idea stand point. Books, nearly a two dozen, most needing some amount of translation, so the dictionaries to go with them, all very long. Some where fiction, some where not, and he tried to not have all of them be topics on Israel or Judaism, although some where. One was a memoir by a contemporary of his, and while it mentioned him, it did not do so by name, and he doubted Pietro had ever paid enough attention to his tattoo to recognize it. There were also puzzles. Nearly three dozen. All 3D, all with a guarantee of several dozen ways EACH could be reset. All externally difficult. Some where like Rubik cubes, only fractal shapes, rather than a simple cube. Some appeared to be a jumbled mess of sticks, but assembled into a complex, airy shape. He hoped they would get Pietro some break from the boredom, if only for a few days.
Lorna had been a bit difficult, but as she claimed to like all presents, he'd tried to pick pretty things but also something she could have a certain amount of enjoyment out of that his other children might not, even if it would be after he'd found a way to fix her powers. He'd picked up a Hebrew house blessing, both for the blessing and for it's beauty - hand painting such as this was becoming a lost art with the advent of computer art; a silver candy dish which resembled an arty crumbled piece of lace, given their discussion on making things, he thought she might like it; a few oil burning candles, hand craved and colored, along with oil and replacement wicks; a kaleidoscope, with disks that could be interchanged, with brass tubing and real silver mirrors inside; a gold plated teleidoscope - the last two where really toys for grown-ups, but he found them pretty and somewhat entertaining, and finally, remembering her degree, a small padded pouch containing native stone, some rough, some polished, along with a packet of rock polishing cloths. Some might need a tumbler, he'd been warned, but they could make one if so.
He'd wrapped the gifts in the hotel room at night, often watching Billy sleep across the room. It had made him feel good, grounded, human in a way he'd thought he'd lost so long ago when Magda left him.
Since Lorna was due for dinner soon, he'd finished setting the 'table' in the breakfast nook, and stacked her presents on the bench near by.
Who: EVERYONE DAMMIT
Where: Pub!
What: Come look at Kevin.
When: Afternoon- late night
Kevin's tending bar, if a bit slowly. He looks a bit beat up and tired. Not to mention, to all the ferals/vampires/etc out there that can smell it, he smells a bit... wild.
Yep, Kevin went hunting vampires, caught them, killed them, but to do so had to go full on Hound about it, and he's having problems reining that back in.
But he's here for all you folks. Feel free to bother him, talk to him, or completely ignore him. He doesn't mind either way. Also, if you don't want to talk to him, feel free to NPC him getting you a nice stiff drink.
Except for you, Kate. You're sticking with soda.
Where: Pub!
What: Come look at Kevin.
When: Afternoon- late night
Kevin's tending bar, if a bit slowly. He looks a bit beat up and tired. Not to mention, to all the ferals/vampires/etc out there that can smell it, he smells a bit... wild.
Yep, Kevin went hunting vampires, caught them, killed them, but to do so had to go full on Hound about it, and he's having problems reining that back in.
But he's here for all you folks. Feel free to bother him, talk to him, or completely ignore him. He doesn't mind either way. Also, if you don't want to talk to him, feel free to NPC him getting you a nice stiff drink.
Except for you, Kate. You're sticking with soda.
Who: Alex Summers And OTA
Where: Outside the pub, inside the pub, and elsewhere
When: Afternoon
Warnings: If Lorna replies, there could be violence or adult stuff.
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Where: Outside the pub, inside the pub, and elsewhere
When: Afternoon
Warnings: If Lorna replies, there could be violence or adult stuff.
( Snap, Crackle, Pop...Collapse )
Who: Kate and Lorna
What: Kate meddled in stuff she shouldn't. Lorna has to patch her up.
Where: Outside and Lorna's trailer eventually
When: Backdate to After Kate finds Miss Macy's body
Warnings: Probably not
Kate stifled a cry as she ran from Kevin and Josh, her head and body hurting from hitting the wall Kevin had slammed her into. She was running mostly blind, trying to get back to the motel to hide from whatever was going on tonight.
What: Kate meddled in stuff she shouldn't. Lorna has to patch her up.
Where: Outside and Lorna's trailer eventually
When: Backdate to After Kate finds Miss Macy's body
Warnings: Probably not
Kate stifled a cry as she ran from Kevin and Josh, her head and body hurting from hitting the wall Kevin had slammed her into. She was running mostly blind, trying to get back to the motel to hide from whatever was going on tonight.
Who: Magnus and Pietro
What: Father and Son share a lot. In this case, being all Emo
Where: The dread House of M
When: Five AM-ish, the friday before Mags and Billy take their trip
Warnings: It's Magnus and Pietro - so...family drama?
Magnus sat in the doorway to his study, small metal sheets crumbled around him like paper, a bottle of whiskey on the floor, about a third emptied and a mostly ignored glass, half full, in his hand. He was aware Pietro wasn't home yet, and dimly aware that it was late, but couldn't quite manage to rouse himself enough to go fetch the boy. Instead a crumbled sheet lifted itself, smoothed and thinned midair and formed a woman's face.
Magda. A pretty woman but her face contorted, turning from the sweet face of the woman he'd married to a look of horror, mouth open, as if screaming - the way she'd looked at him last. Angrily, it crumbled and flung away, rolling through the house until it hit a wall, leaving a slight dent.
What: Father and Son share a lot. In this case, being all Emo
Where: The dread House of M
When: Five AM-ish, the friday before Mags and Billy take their trip
Warnings: It's Magnus and Pietro - so...family drama?
Magnus sat in the doorway to his study, small metal sheets crumbled around him like paper, a bottle of whiskey on the floor, about a third emptied and a mostly ignored glass, half full, in his hand. He was aware Pietro wasn't home yet, and dimly aware that it was late, but couldn't quite manage to rouse himself enough to go fetch the boy. Instead a crumbled sheet lifted itself, smoothed and thinned midair and formed a woman's face.
Magda. A pretty woman but her face contorted, turning from the sweet face of the woman he'd married to a look of horror, mouth open, as if screaming - the way she'd looked at him last. Angrily, it crumbled and flung away, rolling through the house until it hit a wall, leaving a slight dent.
Who: Kevin + anyone who dares
When: Afternoonish
Where: Miss Macy's shop
What: She's dead. Kevin is Not Happy.
Kevin walked down the street in Summer's Eve, heading toward Miss Macy's. He wanted to get something to eat. This morning, he'd gone out Hunting for yet another soul. Going home, he needed something to munch on.
He shoved a gloved hand through too long hair. Needed to get it trimmed up a bit.
Kevin shoved on the door to Miss Macy's and scowled when it was locked. Miss Macy never locked her door. Not when the shop was open. Kevin walked around the shop and found the back door unlocked. The garden wasn't disturbed, and it smelled like the ovens were on.
That meant Miss Macy should be open.
He pushed open the back door. "Miss Macy?" Kevin called, cautiously stepping into the kitchen. The ovens were on, but it didn't smell like there was anything in them.
"Miss Macy?" He called again, stepping through to the store.
He found her. "Miss Macy!" Kevin ran over and dropped next to her. He gently turned her over. "Miss..." He stopped as graying brown hair fell back away from her face --
And the very distinct bite marks on her neck.
Kevin carefully laid her out on the floor and gently smoothed away hair from her face. "Ya gonna be back." He whispered into her ear. Then he got to his feet, and yanked off the long sleeved shirt he always wore, leaving him in his t-shirt. He folded it neatly and set it on the bakery display case.
One glove was stuffed into his pocket and he let himself out of the shop. The growl crawled up his throat, and he stalked away from Miss Macy's. When one of the people of the town said something, Kevin grabbed them by the throat and slammed them against a wall. "Where. Are. They?" He growled, his eyes blackening as his Hound powers began to surface.
When: Afternoonish
Where: Miss Macy's shop
What: She's dead. Kevin is Not Happy.
Kevin walked down the street in Summer's Eve, heading toward Miss Macy's. He wanted to get something to eat. This morning, he'd gone out Hunting for yet another soul. Going home, he needed something to munch on.
He shoved a gloved hand through too long hair. Needed to get it trimmed up a bit.
Kevin shoved on the door to Miss Macy's and scowled when it was locked. Miss Macy never locked her door. Not when the shop was open. Kevin walked around the shop and found the back door unlocked. The garden wasn't disturbed, and it smelled like the ovens were on.
That meant Miss Macy should be open.
He pushed open the back door. "Miss Macy?" Kevin called, cautiously stepping into the kitchen. The ovens were on, but it didn't smell like there was anything in them.
"Miss Macy?" He called again, stepping through to the store.
He found her. "Miss Macy!" Kevin ran over and dropped next to her. He gently turned her over. "Miss..." He stopped as graying brown hair fell back away from her face --
And the very distinct bite marks on her neck.
Kevin carefully laid her out on the floor and gently smoothed away hair from her face. "Ya gonna be back." He whispered into her ear. Then he got to his feet, and yanked off the long sleeved shirt he always wore, leaving him in his t-shirt. He folded it neatly and set it on the bakery display case.
One glove was stuffed into his pocket and he let himself out of the shop. The growl crawled up his throat, and he stalked away from Miss Macy's. When one of the people of the town said something, Kevin grabbed them by the throat and slammed them against a wall. "Where. Are. They?" He growled, his eyes blackening as his Hound powers began to surface.
Who: Rissa and Kate
Where: Magneto's back porch
When: Sundown
What: Chocolate Death Shakes at Sundown. And a lot of Mommying.
Rissa sipped the shake. They were an old recipe around the Moon - chocolate ice cream, oreos, fudge, chocolate sauce, and chocolate chips blended together - and Rissa had missed them.
Of course, she hadn't left any for anyone else, beyond her and Kate. Everyone else could just bugger off.
Rissa stretched her legs out watching one of the pillows slither to the ground. She'd get it later.
"See? Chocolate solves everything." Rissa teased.
Where: Magneto's back porch
When: Sundown
What: Chocolate Death Shakes at Sundown. And a lot of Mommying.
Rissa sipped the shake. They were an old recipe around the Moon - chocolate ice cream, oreos, fudge, chocolate sauce, and chocolate chips blended together - and Rissa had missed them.
Of course, she hadn't left any for anyone else, beyond her and Kate. Everyone else could just bugger off.
Rissa stretched her legs out watching one of the pillows slither to the ground. She'd get it later.
"See? Chocolate solves everything." Rissa teased.
Who: Everyone! Anyone! Cooooome to the puuuuuuuuub
What: Pubbin' it bb!
When: Sunday afternoon-night
Warnings: nope
Kevin is tending bar off and on. One corner of the pub has been taken over by vampires - newly arrived vampires. They've been warned by some veterans, but they're still being rowdy.
Kevin's keeping an eye on them and will interfere if they get out of hand. Welcome to the pub, folks. Sit down, have a drink.
What: Pubbin' it bb!
When: Sunday afternoon-night
Warnings: nope
Kevin is tending bar off and on. One corner of the pub has been taken over by vampires - newly arrived vampires. They've been warned by some veterans, but they're still being rowdy.
Kevin's keeping an eye on them and will interfere if they get out of hand. Welcome to the pub, folks. Sit down, have a drink.
Who: Pryde + Wisdom
What: Adventures without the babysitting
Where: NYC
A day out was just what they needed, it was what he needed anyway. He was curious what would happen if they just decided to stay here. Since he wasn't stuck, he knew what would happen to him but would Pryde just end up teleported back to the pub?
As tempting as it was to find out, he wasn't sure this was even their world. Judging from the lack of mutant news, he was guessing it wasn't. It didn't look like as much of Manhattan had been rebuilt from the years of superhero related destruction. So, if they had super-... the thought was interrupted by a red and blue be-tighted figure flying overhead. Alright, they had superheroes, Spider-Man at least. Maybe it was just earlier in their super-heroing time line so that there hadn't been much of the destruction that came with people with super powers flinging each other about.
Wisdom reach across the table to snag a mushroom from Pryde's plate. "I would say I wished I had gotten what you had gotten but I think mine might be better."
What: Adventures without the babysitting
Where: NYC
A day out was just what they needed, it was what he needed anyway. He was curious what would happen if they just decided to stay here. Since he wasn't stuck, he knew what would happen to him but would Pryde just end up teleported back to the pub?
As tempting as it was to find out, he wasn't sure this was even their world. Judging from the lack of mutant news, he was guessing it wasn't. It didn't look like as much of Manhattan had been rebuilt from the years of superhero related destruction. So, if they had super-... the thought was interrupted by a red and blue be-tighted figure flying overhead. Alright, they had superheroes, Spider-Man at least. Maybe it was just earlier in their super-heroing time line so that there hadn't been much of the destruction that came with people with super powers flinging each other about.
Wisdom reach across the table to snag a mushroom from Pryde's plate. "I would say I wished I had gotten what you had gotten but I think mine might be better."
WHO: Wanda + Anyone who would like to join her for the movie
WHAT: IRONMAN 2!?!?
Wanda stood out front of the movie theater staring at the movie posters that were flanking her on either side. The theater had 3 theaters, they showed 1 old movie - a classic, 1 that left most theaters not too long ago - It's Complicated this time, and 1 new one. The new one was called Iron Man 2.
While she might have thought it had something to do with Ozzy Osborne song, the posters told her that indeed it was about Tony. Robert Downey Jr. stared back at her from the Hollywood created suit. Somehow she thought Tony would be horribly insulted by his being played by Robert Downey Jr.
In fact, she knew he would. He fancied himself more of a Russel Crowe type of guy. Someone uber-male and chiseled like a Greek God. He probably would have liked Gerard Butler in 300. Someone had made a movie about Tony. Not just one but two. Somehow she could hear Pepper laughing in her head. In fact, she joined the phantom Pepper and stood in front of the sign laughing herself to tears.
WHAT: IRONMAN 2!?!?
Wanda stood out front of the movie theater staring at the movie posters that were flanking her on either side. The theater had 3 theaters, they showed 1 old movie - a classic, 1 that left most theaters not too long ago - It's Complicated this time, and 1 new one. The new one was called Iron Man 2.
While she might have thought it had something to do with Ozzy Osborne song, the posters told her that indeed it was about Tony. Robert Downey Jr. stared back at her from the Hollywood created suit. Somehow she thought Tony would be horribly insulted by his being played by Robert Downey Jr.
In fact, she knew he would. He fancied himself more of a Russel Crowe type of guy. Someone uber-male and chiseled like a Greek God. He probably would have liked Gerard Butler in 300. Someone had made a movie about Tony. Not just one but two. Somehow she could hear Pepper laughing in her head. In fact, she joined the phantom Pepper and stood in front of the sign laughing herself to tears.
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