Lady Absinthia

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Date: Sunday May 21th, 2017

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @Scallop @Nallore

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Justice Asylum: - "Well if you can bring someone in to look, I'll be more than happy to let them do what they need," the man said before turning his attention back to the monitors. He didn't like the fact that they didn't have a recording but it wasn't the first time something like this had happened. It just came with the territory and he wasn't paid enough to really care too much. Usually it didn't matter but seemed this time it did. Oh well. Picking up a pickle from the jar on his desk he chomped down on it and sat there. Hopefully the rest of the night wouldn't be as exciting as it had already been.

Upstairs the orderly nodded. "Yeah, you too ma'am," he said before heading back out of the office. In Cynthia's things it seemed like the bag of a well rounded girl at first. A much younger girl, high school. Bright colorful pens and pencils, Lisa Frank type notebooks, a scrap book of pictures of a much younger Cynthia. There was a photo album as well from what looked like a life of Cynthia before she came to Grimm. She couldn't have been two months old and there was her abductor holding her close. They looked all of the loving family. Mother, daughter... And a man in the picture. He didn't look like either of them right off, well maybe the eyes a bit but he was older. Could he have been Cynthia's grandfather? He looked rather hard, with an expression much like Caesars. The man had obviously seen something's in his life.

Zoies Farm: - "Who knows, could be," Zoie said as she thought back to the image and then glanced towards it. "I knows my boss wears ones around her neck, a small one. Whys I gots no idea. I mights be ables to snoops around some tomorrow," she said before stifling a yawn as she covered her mouth. It was getting late and while she was normally a night owl today had been a bit more active than she was used to, in a very different way as well.

Rubbing her eyes, she pushed back from the table and stood up. "Maybes we needs to take a visit to the museum in town, sees if we could talks to someone but fer nows I thinks I better pass out in beds. Lookin' to be a long day tomorrow," she said as she picked up her glass and finished off the water in it before setting the empty jar down in the sink.

"Hopes you gets some rest Mali, see yas in the mornin's. Nighters," she added before stepping out of the kitchen and making her way upstairs. It was time for bed, tomorrow was a new day.

Safehouse - Roy sighed slightly and stood up. "No, you stay here just in case. Don't want you out there. People know your face," he said before giving her shoulder a squeeze. "I'll be right back," he added before heading out and closing the door behind him. He wasn't gone long before he came back with a couple of bags of food.

"Wasn't sure what you liked, so we have Chinese and Mexican," he chuckled as he set out a variety of quick pick up items. Tacos, egg rolls, rice, chips, dip, lo mien, and the like. It could have been worse and at least the food tasted good. "You can take the bed tonight, I'll take the couch. Tomorrow we will get the hell out of here hopefully," he added as he grabbed a take out box of orange chicken and plopped down on the couch.

Checking his phone he chuckled as he read Cecily's text and fired one back at her. "You're on!" - Slipping his phone back into his pocket and got to work on devouring his dinner. He only got about half way through the meal before he slumped back on the couch and fell asleep. Chopsticks still in hand, the take out dish on his leg, and his head rolled back over the back of the couch. Seemed the day had finally caught up on him.

Justice Memorial Hospital: - Natasha let out a sigh of relief as the operation finally came to an end. They had done all they could and now only time would tell if a transplant could be done at a future date. For now at least the patient was stable and being moved into recovery. After a few hours there he would be moved to ICU for a few days at least. After that, it would probably be another week in the hospital in a general room and then months of healing and recovery in general. It was a long road ahead but it seemed that the worst was over. He wouldn't be awake until at least the morning, so it was best to just try to get moved on.

Turning over the case to another doctor, Natasha sent out a text to Riley's phone giving her an update to let her know that the surgery was over, he was stable, and that he could have a visitor tomorrow afternoon. That was about all she could do then. It was time to go home, get packed, and maybe, just maybe grab an hour or two sleep before the flight in the morning. Sending out another text, this time to Cecily, she let her know she was turning in now and that she would call in the morning to meet up for breakfast hopefully before the flight.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

I keep looking at that gif and cracking up LOL

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Dragoknighte @Sigil @Morose @Scallop @Nallore - Okay, since no one said anything against it - gonna wrap day up with my next IC post. Just gonna close the day out and give you the round to bed down your characters basically. I will reset the counters with the IC post and then once everyone posts again I will work up a new day post and reset the counters again. (Give us a bit of laid back time before we jump back in.)

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

@NuttsnBolts Yes! Exactly that! (One of the reasons I work for myself now) Sorry you have to deal with it, it sucks no matter where it is happening; whether it be in school with a group project, in Rp, work, family events - it drives me nuts!

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Rpers or Gms phoning in their posts. I'm getting tired of it. If you aren't paying attention to posts, not trying to move thing forward for yourself despite having plenty to respond to, just using your post as a craptastic placeholder - just drop the RP. Seriously. I understand having to push out a post every so often if you aren't inspired or on your game but if you have been in an Rp for a year and every last post is just the same thing over and over again, you aren't trying, just leave. This isn't directed at someone who is stuck, can't post more, etc. That is understandable. It is when you see someone posting great elsewhere or know they can do better because they have done it before but have just all out given up. It's one thing to have a slump but, seriously, if most of your posts are just you phoning it in, there is nothing wrong with pulling out. In fact, it's better if you do.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Okay, counter is reset here as of my last IC post. (Sigil and I are in collab for James and Gavin, that will be up with Sigil's next post.)

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Lola Holler

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Location: North Of Newnan (Veterans Memorial Park - Corner of Temple Ave. & Jackson St.)

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"And that's why birds do it, bees do it, even sentimental fleas do it. Let's do it! Let's fall in love! I'm sure giraffe's on the sly do it, maybe you and I should do it! Let's do it! Let's fall in love..." a very bleached blonde with a half shaved head sang as she sat in the drivers seat of her precious, aka her tank. She had been going on like this for at least the last half an hour as she painted her nails, brushed her teeth, got dressed, got undressed, got dressed again. Nothing she put on was any better than what she had on previously. Every outfit looked like a toddler raiding mommy's wardrobe with a pair of scissors. one had to learn quickly that Lola R. Holler was a woman who thought she had the fashion sense of the ages but dressed about as well as a drunken Tasmanian devil rolling through a goodwill store.

"Jet! Gonna go make breakfast! Time to fire up the grill!" she laughed as she grabbed two MRE's, a bottle of water, and a pot. "Gots us an Aces treat today! Macaroni and Cheese, with Chili! Together! Come on!" she said brightly as she climbed up onto the top of her heavily modified tank and flicked a match along her jeans. Lighting it up she tossed it into the grill and set the crumpled up paper on top of half burned coals on fire.

The woman obviously didn't care if she attracted attention or not, or if she was heard. Everytime when asked why she was so loud, her response was always the same - "I have a tank." - There just was no arguing with her. Flopping down in her chair she put her feet up as the recliner rocked under her weight. She was waiting for things to get warm enough to boil some water so they could actually have something warm that morning. Granted the MRE's were just a quick snap of the pouch and they were ready to eat but this one came with hot chocolate powder and instant coffee! Jack fucking pot in her mind.

Her brows rose swiftly as she saw someone coming towards them from down the street. "Incoming Jet!" she said as she poked her head down the hole of her tank and grabbed Kimel before resting back in the recliner as if she was sunning at the beach.

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Thana Martin

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Location: Building A (Ash's House)

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Thana nodded a bit as Ash told her what he needed. It sounded reasonable enough. "I don't see a problem with any of that, as long as we have a clear line drawn. Outside of this house, we keep it professional. When on duty, we keep it professional. Behind closed doors and off work, well then, all bets are off," she said, establishing a clear line in the sand.

"I won't go along with you no matter what though. If I think you're wrong, you'll know it. As far as seeing into James head, no. Not going there. I will review his plans and adjust where I feel it is needed. I don't care what he did or has done for this community. If I am to take over as head of agriculture I will do things my way. I won't be a legacy of Leesburg for him. So that department will change, a lot. I am not as friendly as he is, I will run it in a military fashion. And I would start by testing each person already working agriculture to see just how much they actually know and how much they have just been following a day to day routine. That can start tomorrow," she said as she stood there with hands laced behind her back.

It was obvious she didn't think as highly about the work James had done as perhaps others had and she was going to be making some major changes if Ash actually put her in charge. As far as Thana was concerned, she wasn't there to be liked or be James legacy, if she took control she would make it her own and do it her way. Anyone that didn't like it could shove off. Security and safety was an illusion, food was not.

"Seems that way, lead the way Captain," she said motioning towards the door as she picked the key back up and slipped it into her pocket. James would be leaving shortly and she had a feeling he would want to tell the man goodbye.

A lot of people did, including Miss Sally. Opening the door to the bathroom she stepped out dressed and ready for the day. As much as a woman of her years could. Least now she wasn't wearing fuzzy bunny slippers. "Bloody hell it's going to be a long day," she muttered under her breath as she adjusted the collar on her coat and looked over towards Ravi.

"Just about ready to go," she said before picking up the hobnobs and stashing them away. Taking a sip of her tea, she savored it for a moment before clearing her throat. "Well, take an old woman's arm would you? It's about time we starting giving this place some culture," she said with a wink. Waiting on Ravi to take her arm before heading out of her apartment and locking the place up.

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Tatiana Korvo

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Location: Leaving Infirmary (Building 1) -> Headed South Towards Inner Gate

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Tatiana couldn't help but smile as Jack wheeled her out of the Infirmary. Giving a quick wave to Niesha and Froggy before the doors swung shut behind them. Froggy glanced over to Niesha and nodded. "If only we all could be that happy, world be much better place," he said as he sat down at his desk and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yes, you and me both. We should work. Take our minds off things. Hey, James leaving soon. Why don't you get together a small kit for him. We can spare some for him to start over. I will go get a spare first aide book, help him out there," Froggy said as he stood up. They had a decent medical library now with all the teaching that Froggy was doing over the nearly last year. (Pm for rolls on what is available to be spared for kit)

Tatiana took a long breath as they got outside and looked around, some were mulling about. Others looked to already be headed towards the gate to say goodbye. It made Tatiana sad that James was leaving but she couldn't do anything about that right then. Granted, once she spoke with him if she felt he was a danger to himself or to the town she would have no problem telling Ash that it would be safer to keep James within the walls, even if it was locked up for now. Yet the thought of imprisoning James didn't sit any better with her. Reaching back she rested her hand over Jacks as he pushed her and gave it a slight squeeze.

This was not easy on anyone. Beni was taking it as well as could be expected. He was closer to Sana than some but when he thought about Lyon he cringed. "No, thank you. I should probably be the one to break the news to Lyon. Sana was like a daughter to him, I am not sure what he will do. For all I know James just saved Lyon's life by being the one to kill Richard..." Beni said honestly.

"You two, go on. Let others know, I'll take care of Lyon. Peaches, Peaches, oh fuck it," he said turning back and going back into his home, leaving the door open for the little dog who was happy as a clam rolling around in the melting snow.

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Ryan O'Reily

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Location: Supply (Building 7) -> Armory (Building 6)

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Ryan smirked as he heard the radio call back from Ash. Jim sighing slightly. "Right boss, on our way to the armory now. Grabbing Ryan's shit and will be at the gate post haste with James truck," Jim radioed back before driving off.

Hopping out of the cab as they pulled up, Ryan strolled inside the armory with Jim in tow. "Alright... There you are," he said grabbing the machete he had come into Newnan with.

"That's it?" Jim asked confused.

"Well yeah. I escaped from Eden before I came here. You really think those asswipes sent me away with a full pack?" he said with a chuckle. Jim hadn't thought about it but now looking back he remembered Ryan hadn't come in with much at all.

"Here, take this. Compliments of Dick," he said picking up short barreled shotgun and handing it over to Ryan along with a box of shells.

"Seriously?" Ryan asked skeptically as he took the gun.

"Yeah, you are a shit shot with anything but a shotgun and he won't be needing it anymore. It would just go into general armory supplies after today and well.. Damn it, if you are going to have James back, you are gonna need more than a fucking knife," Jim said as he picked up a box of shells and shoved them to Ryan. Ryan seemed about as surprised that Jim was willing to part with one weapon as much as Jim was that Ryan was leaving.

"Yeah, well um, thanks mate," he said as he shoved the shells into his pack and headed back out to the truck. It was something.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Dragoknighte @Sigil @Morose @Scallop @Nallore

Okay, is there anything any of you can't wrap up in an ~end of day post~ at this point? Let me know, otherwise I am going to post tomorrow and call end of day. Leave a message here and tag me so I see it. (Within 24 hours from this post please!)

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

Okay, newest IC post up - Counters are reset at this point. Pm's have been sent to those that needed them. If you need rolls or anything for your next post, remember to just pm me.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Newhope

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~Pm's sent to those who need them with results after the end of this post~

Things were going as well as could be expected for the crew when it came to getting the ship ready for final departure. Anisa finished up in her quarters before making a final sweep of meeting room. She needed to head out soon to meet with the Seller. Atticus kept helping move things and Jahosafat finally excused himself so he could go and take care of starting to clean the ship in his own personal matter. Each room he went through he was locking down once it was complete and marking it as ~decontaminated; stay out~ as a marker for people to stay out of it from that point on.

The guys over at Lady Luck glanced over towards Aiden and chuckled. "You're on!" one of them said laughing.

The place was busy but people weren't standing around really. They were moving in and out as quickly as they could. Those going in wanted to get to the fun as quickly as they could, those leaving were trying to hide their shame for the most part it liked. Other shops and stalls were further down the street. Whoever ran the place wanted to keep traffic moving as much as possible in front of the place instead of coming to a stand still.

Another lad shook his head. "Well that blows, seems like she is leaving. Shall we change the bet?" he suggested since the girl had been the target, even if her companion was the one they were to scare off. Rubbing his chin he smirked to himself. "How about this, first one to get either of their ID's get the pot? Do we have a wager boys?" he said as he looked around at each of them. "We are at over 100 on the line right now, so one of us walks away with a nice fat stack tonight or we all go home with just the little we laid down."

"I'm in," one said.

"Me too!" another chimed in. Seemed these boys were more about the fact they had something to do than making money really. Idle hands and all that.

Anisa made her way back to the cargo and glanced around, letting Dorothy know that she was heading out now and she would be back before their time was up. She left orders to finish up and make sure no one else left the ship until she returned. She didn't want to have to hunt down people once the ship was vacated to let them know where to go next.