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Heather





Location: Cafe
Interacting with: @Nallore Olivia, @FantasyChic Finley Alestair, @McHaggis Robin Marshal, @Infamous Auror Declan O'Connor, & @Damo021 Miranda Burke



"It is good to see you again Robin. Thank you, Mir." Heather pulled Miranda's jacket over her own. Heather munched on her salad. "I appreciate the invite." She took a sip of her tea. "You know, yeah I'll go with you. I could use something to think about." She dropped her eyes down, glancing at her hands. "I don't know how much help I'll be. I haven't really been doing much lately." Heather took another couple bites of her salad, looking around at those there. "Wow you guys are all here. I haven't seen all of us together in a room not working in ages."
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Heather





Location: Cafe
Interacting with: @Nallore Olivia, @FantasyChic Finley Alestair, @McHaggis Robin Marshal, @Infamous Auror Declan O'Connor, & @Damo021 Miranda Burke



Heather was certain she looked ridiculous. She was soaking wet, but everyone was here. It felt like it had been ages since she had seen any of them. She knew her co-workers would know why she had disappeared at least. The others... well her heart tightened hoping they wouldn't ask, maybe she had been back in town long enough that a rumor about why she had been gone would have made it through town. She needed people right now though.

"Robin! You're in town. I'd hug you, but it looks like I went swimming in my clothes. For some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to water my plants in the rain." She gave a wide smile and glanced at the others gathered. "Sorry if I interrupted, don't let me stop your conversation." She paused, catching herself from saying that she just needed people right now. Today was off to a weird start.

When the waitress came by, she ordered a salad and a tea.

Could she talk to any of them about what happened this morning? She wanted to. Olivia would be the most likely one. Heather felt like she knew her best. For now Heather held her tongue. There was an odd atmosphere to the group. One she couldn't quite put her finger on, everyone seemed sad and uncomfortable. She hoped they weren't uncomfortable because of her.
Abby


Interacting with: Pearl (NPC), and a text sent to Alistair @Mchaggis and Theo @MiddleEarthRoze

Abby tossed her phone between her hands. Pearl paced around the kitchen, a habit from her time as a human. The two of them had gotten into the small home late the night before, rested from their travels and had been up and about early enough to hear the broadcast. Pearl was young enough that she had been turned after the advent of Google, a stock that Abby had been smart enough to invest in on the ground floor (thank god for fake identities).

Pearl understood the science of the internet better than Abby, who picked Pearl's brain regularly on that sort of thing. There was so much to keep up with. Radio and Television were easy enough. Abby liked both of them. The internet though was much bigger and faster. She had found a few websites that she liked such as Tumblr and LJ. Then there were the ones she found annoying, Twitter, Reddit, 4chan. Pearl knew how to deal with those at least.

Between the two of them, they kept a good eye on the internet. It was a useful resource and a lot of the time is how they found young fledgling confused vampires or dhamires. A question to yahoo answers was sometimes answered with a knock at the door. Much more convenient than waiting for something bad to happen and then doing damage control after the fact.

"So much for damage control," Abby said. Pearl started a pot of tea.

Seven-hundred years of trying to prevent just this from happening. Seven-hundred years of pulling vampires from dangerous situations and keeping them from contacting their living family. Seven-hundred years of finding half-breeds forgotten by their sires before things could get out of hand. Seven-hundred years were crashing around Abby. At least it wasn't a vampire's fault, but now they had to do the cleanup.

"I haven't been in London for too long. I don't know which contacts are even still good here. Well other than Alistair. I know there is the prosecutor's office, but I don't know anything about them. Are they human? Do they have Other sympathies?" Abby knew Pearl was listening, despite her not participating in the conversation. That was because Abby thought out loud often, she could keep it in check when needed, but she preferred to talk to someone. "I'm gonna text, Alistair."

She stopped tossing her phone and pulled up the messaging app. "I'm in town. I heard the radio takeover. The Collective is gonna freak. We should meet. What can I do to help? When works for you?" Was Alistair even wanting to get involved? He hadn't been all that active in years. But he knew Edgetoun better than she did. He had his nose in all sorts of business. Alistair always had, and would always be a gossip. She could at least get a temperature check from him.

"I also need to see that cousin of mine." Abby bit her lip and stared at her phone. How long had it been? She typed up "Hey cuz. Long time no see. I'm in town, want to get a drink?"



Heather






Location: Home
Interacting with: N/A




Heather was drenched. The rain was soaking through her lightweight jacket, and she mentally kicked herself for not grabbing the raincoat. Not that she was out here though, she was too distracted to care that much about the rain. Her tea had probably been ruined, a song flashed through her head. She chuckled and was about to go inside when she noticed the jasmine bush by the door looked a little sad. Heather stared at it. Could she fix it too?

Heather glanced around. Making sure there weren't any neighbors looking her way. It seemed quiet, a part of her thought too quiet, but the rest of her reached out to the plant. Her hand brushed against the leaves of the plant. Following the branches, and finding more damaged parts. The plant healed, it's damaged leaves returned to their brilliant luster. Exhaustion washed over her. Heather stumbled slightly and went inside. She stood in the mudroom dripping; her tea left abandoned outside. Heather took off her wet clothes and threw them into the washing machine. In a haze, she went from there to her shower to clean up and then got dressed in dry clothes.

She needed to talk to someone. She picked up her phone and was halfway through dialing her mom's number when she remembered. Her heart twisted, and she set her phone down.

NOPE time to get out of the house right this instant. She grabbed her raincoat, phone, purse, and car keys. Locking the house behind her and hopping into her car. She started driving to the Cafe. It wouldn't take her long. But it was better than being at home alone.
Kaytlin Devlin



Kaytlin's patience was being tried. May was sitting on the edge of her bed crying. This was exhausting, and Kaytlin could feel her tie to the physical world waning.

"Shouldn't you be at school." Kaytlin did her best to keep the weakness she could feel out of her voice. It seemed May didn't notice.

"With that announcement? There's no way. Mom and dad are looking for a way to evict you and that radio take-over... I had to run back here." May was still catching her breath.

"What announcement?" Kaytlin had no idea what May was talking about. Now the girl was rambling. Telling Kaytlin about some hostile take-over of the radio station. There had been a call to arms, of the sort, against the Other. "I'll be fine May. Your parents promised they wouldn't salt and burn me, and that was a call to action against the less savory types. I am not a vampire or a werewolf. People won't see me as a threat." Even as Kaytlin said it, she knew she didn't completely believe it. Literal witch hunts were about to come into vogue. "Now, go back to school for goodness sake. You're going to get into trouble." May did seem a bit calmed down, and stood.

"I wish I could hug you." She scrubbed at her face drying it off. Thankfully missing the stab of pain that crossed her face.

"Me too," Kaytlin whispered. May picked up her backpack and left Kaytlin alone.

Kaytlin took a few moments to compose herself and imagined her sister's dining room. It was only a couple blocks from her own home. Something that May's parents had used in argument against Kaytlin "living" in their home, but dangit it had been her home first. She had put down the tiles in the bathroom herself, ages ago with Gerald. The thought of him caused her heart to pinch. Stupid emotions like that made her mad. She still loved him.

"Hello, Kate." William smiled at her, reading his newspaper. He started to open his mouth then caught himself. Probably stopping himself from offering her coffee, again. "Evelyn is upstairs. Shouldn't be much longer."

"What's in the news?"

"The usual nonesnse, and of course the more obnoxious stuff." Worry crossed his face. "I'm thinking of putting an ad in the paper. Saying we're an Other friendly non-criminal law firm."

"Might want to hold off on that. There apparently was a radio hyjack."

"Oh, about?"

"It was a call to arms against others." William frowned. He was getting older; though he was technically younger than Kaytlin, he was looking his 53 years, even more, these last couple of weeks. The frown showed wrinkles deeper than Kaytlin had ever seen on his face before.

"Kaytlin I didn't expect you this early," Kaytlin explained to her sister the situation. "I agree let's offer our services to Others." Kaytlin raised an eyebrow. "Not pro-bono, but let us help the community. Your community."


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