April 14 2017

-place: Shannanigans, around noon, Sabhaal-

Wandering some more, she did draw attention to herself with the way she looked. Only a few times were the cops called and she was able to duck out if sight before they car pulled around. She knew what a cop was, and Allison knew they could help, only having good associations with them, but they both knew like this it would be trouble.

Soon she was wandering over to a bar. Something about it drew her in, pulled her there. It smelled nice, like it was touched by the other world.
-place: Above Shannanigans, about Around noon, Shanna-

She was rousting Caitlin who had nothing but a good time and wanted to talk non stop about it. She told her how much she loved the drinks, and how nice everyone was. "We going there again, they Jon fellow, he can get us in?" She said before heading into the shower to wash up.

As she was bathing, Shanna saw what looked like some homeless woman wandering to her place, she looked beat up. For a moment there was a blur and the woman was not the woman, but something else.

-place:Home, about 10 AM, Wiki-

"Thanks"

This was all the guy could say before the door was resoundly shut.

She had the card in hand. The cops sounded like they were leaving, and a quick look through the peephole confirmed it.

As she moved back into her daily routine, Archi called again. "Hey, mind if I come over. I can bring lunch." He asked.

-place: Underground, about 8pm, Attica-

Once he is in the club it is a pulse, a beat, it is alive with music and people. The place is under the building, the DJ sitting in an empty boiler. The music ripples through him as the man with the mixers in the boiler starts to bring up the bass.

He is pulled along, brought to the dance floor where she is pressed against him. The crowd demands dancing, everyone pressed together in an orgy of music and motion. Her hand splay on his chest as they start to move, urged on by the beat. Too loud to talk, it is as if there is a drug in the air and everyone around him is letting go.
-place: Home, about 10 am, Alan--place: Prattle On Books, about 9 am, Beth-

The place was different, this is for sure. "Yes, well, the book only opens for those who have the gift, and that means you have it." he told her. "Part gift, part curse, and all good wizards know, a grave responsibility."

He walked over closing the book as he reached across her. "I bet you have often wondered why your life is so hard, so strange? The reason is, you have the spark of magic in you." He looked at her firmly. "I can teach you to use it, if you are willing to learn?"
-place:Scrap and Save, about 8pm, Nik-

Jon shook his head. "You know I am not asking you to do it ad a favor for me, but as a favor for the peace we have here. Peace I should remind you, is one you profit from." He walked close, looming over her, he had a sort of way of looming.

"And I did not say you would be making him a bike, I have a 74 VW bus you will be painting." He told her slowly. "I have had it in storage for a long time. I hate to give up an old horse like her, but, it is the price we pay."

I look up at the old man in quiet contemplation. This is too good to be true. Could this be some trick? No, this room and the things in it are real. And this man knows about my condition... and my insufferable life.

Fixing my eyes with his, I finally say: "Please teach me everything. About my curse, and everything else that you said..."

Attica is into this big time. Despite being quite good looking, he has never had a date before. So when Li starts running her hands over him he thinks he has scored big time. This is awesome! he thinks as he turns her around and starts running his hands up and down her body in time with the beat. Losing himself in this new sensation, he gives in to it completely.

-place: Shannanigans, around noon, Sabhaal-

Walking up to the door, it is locked, but it looked like someone was in an upstairs apartment. Perhaps two. They were looking down, and they saw her.

Allison was feeling weak, lack of food for nearly a day, and parched. She was still a little woozy and the cut on her were irritated and sore, likely getting infected.

Allison knew crying was her best bet. Humans always would help a crying girl, and Allison knew if she turned on the waterworks, they would come help. They had been made so predictable, and this is one of those predictable behaviors.

-place: Above Shannanigans, about Around noon, Shanna-

She peeks through the curtains. She can see her, down below, the girl looks like she has been through a lot. Wearing a thick old grey coat with stains, her hair matted with blood, and her skin was puffy and crimson, no shoes her feet looked dirty and bleeding.

"Are you sure, I do not know if I could find the place again." Caitlin said as she came out of the shower and stopped looking at Shanna by the wall. "What is it?" SHe asked and slowly walked up looking out as well. "Oh man, she looks messed up, should we call the cops?"

-place:Home, about 10 AM, Wiki-

The game went well, she seemed to be on top of things, sensing what they would do next. It was almost as if she could read the other players minds. Perhaps it was just the thrill of everything, or she was just very focused.

Another knock at the door brought Archi. He held up a large white paper bag. "FIsh tacos?" He asked and held out the food. "And beers." It was a six pack of Corona.

He paused, looking at her for a moment, and she felt something as well, as if something exchanged between them.

"So… you want to hear about my morning?"

-place: Underground, about 8pm, Attica-

He let loose, and she led him on. Deeper into the club, the music became the pulse of them as they danced. He felt her body pressed to him, the smell of her, not just perfume, but the musky scent of her body.

The first kiss caught his breath, and her hand was around his throat as she held him. Then the beat dropped and it was like she became a beast. Her lips moved over him in lustful pleasure. Her body writhed and moved against him in all the right ways. Her hands, the nails, moved over his body as if he became the only thing in the world for her.

-place: Home, about 10 am, Alan--place: Prattle On Books, about 9 am, Beth-

He nods. "First things are first, we leave the room." He tells her. "You can practice in here, but, only when allowed. Use of magic outside the room is forbidden. This will be your first stages. If you are able to get past this, it is on to higher things."

He users her out og the room closing the door and making a motion with his hand, she hears a lock seal. "You must also now start to be very careful. Something in the city is hunting our kind. Not just hunting us, but stealing our very essence. A monster we cannot use magic to find and one that seems to be able to sniff us out."

He spoke as they wandered through the maze of books. "I am not telling you this to scare you, but to warn you. It takes us, our soul. Those who have died are not able to be found in the afterlife." He stops her. "Do you understand? Now that you have a sense of your power, it can get a sense of you."

-place:Scrap and Save, about 8pm, Nik-

He shook his head. "I am not as point of fact, joking." He told her flatly. "As for what to do, you know me, I love a good horse, but, you should let your passions sway you the way you desire."

He paused. "Have you fed recently, you are looking a bit, pale. You should get something to eat." He told her in a fatherly fashion. "When you do, keep your ear to the ground. We just found out there are a couple of fae hanging about who have not checked in at the court. Know what you are biting into, fea blood is… a trip."

"Also, check in with old Pratt, at his book store. He has some books on art, Western art, that may help with the side of the minibus." He took out a keycard. "Harker’s garage, this will get you the old Betty… she is topped off."

"I... I understand." I answered with a face of worry. A monster that kills people with power and eats their souls... Is that the same monster that night?

"Old Pratt..." I begin with hesitation in my voice. "Could my parents have been like us? With magic? They were, they were killed by a monster when I was very young..."

Attica was getting really into this. The sound of the music mixed and remixed with his own pulse as he moved instinctively in time with Li. The two became almost a single creature on the dancefloor and he was oblivious to everything else apart from Li and the music.

Then she kissed him. That shocked him. Then she grabbed his throat. That socked him even worse. He smiled, reached up and casually grabbed her wrist meaning to force it away but her grip was like Iron. He panicked and opened his eyes. She was still kissing him but her eyes were open too. Then her eyes seemed to smile as if she found his panic amusing in some way.

Then she lets go of his throat and starts kissing him passionately all over his body. He gives in to the pleasure forgetting his earler panic in the passion. He gives himself over to her completely.