jamesthorn: (Default)
James Thornton ([personal profile] jamesthorn) wrote in [community profile] sirencoveooc2015-09-01 06:24 am
Entry tags:

Dry Run Number 15

DRY RUN NUMBER 15!

Remember this post is a place for you to test/play any new characters that are wiggling around in your brain so that you can get a feel for their voice and decide if you want to put in an application to bring them into the game. New Players that haven't officially joined the game are also welcomed to Dry Run. You can put as much background information as you want or don't want into your opening blurb. Other players can interact with your test character with either established characters or their own test characters. Make sure sure everything is in-character or properly marked OOC.

Have fun! Don't forget your trigger warnings for content. :)

-The Modly Crew

TW: Mentions of depression and mental health

[personal profile] owenphillips 2015-09-01 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Owen Devon Phillips, 32 years old, Siren, currently unemployed.

Siren Cove Native who went AWOL 8 months ago. His initial application can be found here: http://sirencoverpg.com/character/owen-phillips/

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Letting out a slow breath, Owen looked over the boardwalk from where he was leaning on his car. Parked near the beach in the day tripper car park. The same old rides and stalls setting up for the day. Fresh paint and faces on a number of the attractions. It’d been a while since he’d been here, home in Siren Cove. The exception being the evening he’d driven up for Coop’s birthday. He couldn’t help a small smile, running a hand over the stubble on his chin - the world seemed to have changed astronomically in such a short a period of time.

Not all good, but admittedly not all bad. Compared to his emotional state he’d endured in the months after he’d woken up in a changed world, he felt more balanced. Less like he was suddenly about to fly apart at any given second. Less like he was going to do something unpredicted or dangerous on an unexplained whim. But getting to this point had been a journey he didn’t wish on anyone. Hated to know this was how Abi had spent years feeling even when they were together. Lost and alone and wishing that someone could flick a switch and make everything better. He wished he’d been able to do something, but then he knew the cause wasn’t his fault either.

Owen hated that he’d disappeared without a word of warning to the few people he still had in the world. They’d already seen him messed up, but not the depths he sunk to. Maybe he could justify his actions if it shielded them from it all. The safe space the Garners had provided him for the last 4 months had been more than he ever expected. They had no obligation to him, but then they had an empty hole that Abi left and he had no parents to turn to. Maybe now was reaching a time when he was ready to be independent again, to step back into the real world.

Locking the car he patted his pockets, checking he’d picked his wallet up. Right now he felt like coffee was a good move. Hopefully wake himself up a little more, and he’d been craving a latte from the Quill for longer than he was willing to admit.
davin: (less than ideal)

Re: TW: Mentions of depression and mental health

[personal profile] davin 2015-09-02 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Davin could probably arguably declare squatter's rights inside Quill, he's there so much. Coffee is one of the great loves of his life, and he's just leaving with a large iced latte when he bumps into someone just outside.

"Hey, sorry, I-- oh." Davin cuts himself off when he sees Owen, because that isn't what he was expecting. Like, at all. He doesn't even think about Owen anymore, and he's over what happened, but seeing him is still something of a shock. It makes him remember how hurt he'd been, how horrible about himself he'd felt. How mad he was.

"Welcome back," Davin says after a moment, swallowing hard and not really meeting Owen's eyes. He probably doesn't even remember the dumb kid he jerked off so long ago.

Re: TW: Mentions of depression and mental health

[personal profile] owenphillips 2015-09-02 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Owen wasn’t prepared for this; he didn’t necessarily expect to bump into many people he knew on the brief day trip. He knew he’d been a dick to Davin back when he was still resident in Siren Cove and that wasn’t something he could take back. Even though his less admirable actions had unintentional, (and really it was a sign that he was not in a positive headspace), he’d assumed he might have had the ability to come back and try to make some sort of amends. Then everything else fell to pieces and lawyers became more of a focus.

“Not a problem, my fault for not looking,” he replied, holding the door to prevent it hitting them or block anyone else going into the Quill.

By the time he could start on repairing his life, there wasn’t really anything he could think to do. After all, this isn’t the kind of thing where you send a bunch of flowers with an ‘I’m sorry’ note on it. The therapist talked about letters but… It seemed safer to just stay removed and let Davin heal in his own way. Owen could feel himself sweating slightly and mentally cursed the Venlafaxine. “Sorry Davin.” He said before his brain could filter it – not because he shouldn’t apologise, but because really there had to be something more eloquent than that. Perhaps just ducking straight into the coffee shop would have been the best move.
silent_key: (Default)

[personal profile] silent_key 2015-09-02 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
TW: Mentions of physical disfigurement due to a car accident

Adam McAuliffe, 25, siren. After using his powers to work himself into a position as a model for several years, Adam quit the industry after his brother caused a car accident, killing himself and causing severe burns to a good portion of Adam's torso, hip and thigh.

-

His pressure garments are driving him crazy today. He's uncomfortable and in pain and the only thing he wants to do is get home to his new condo so he can relax, but the contractors are still there putting in the half wall he admittedly asked them to get done before the end of the day, so Adam supposes he really only has himself to blame. And it isn't that he asked them so much as gently suggested they wanted to work until it was finished, which really hadn't seemed to be such a big deal at the time.

Now he's wishing his powers maybe weren't quite so strong.

Still, he supposes there are worse places to be than Siren Cove. He has a delicious coffee in one hand and the ocean is stretching out in front of him as he heads toward the boardwalk. He's not called to it like other sirens are, but it's still beautiful, and he does his best to ignore the pain in his right side as he nears.

His hip, however, is having none of it and when he twists to look at a nearby street vendor, a slice of pain shoots through him, causing him to double over, nearly dropping his coffee as he grits his teeth.
aoife_coombs: (wind)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs 2015-09-02 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Caref-" The soft wind is faster than Aoife's hands, twisting around the man until he's steady on two feet again. It's everything but careful from Aoife's side, but if people still visit Siren Cove unknowing, it's pretty much on them. Good God, she's grumpy today.

"Are y- are you alright? I'm sorry, I was overstepping, but I didn't want you to fall."
silent_key: (003)

[personal profile] silent_key 2015-09-02 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
The wind gusts around him, preventing him from taking the spill he might have thought was inevitable, and it takes just a moment for Adam to realize the wind itself has been at the power of the hands of the woman she's just spoken to him. A young woman, quite pretty, and he finds himself smiling despite the pain of his hip.

Pretty young women don't quite mean to him what they used to. Before the car accident, he hadn't exactly been celibate, but since then he's been relegated to flirting and little else.

"It's fine," he says, his smile growing. "Thank you. It would've been a shame to lose this coffee."

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-02 14:44 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-02 15:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-02 15:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-02 16:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-02 16:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-02 16:48 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-02 17:01 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-02 21:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-03 12:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-03 18:42 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-03 18:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-03 18:57 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-03 19:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-06 14:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-06 16:12 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-06 23:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] aoife_coombs - 2015-09-07 06:21 (UTC) - Expand
davin: (r u srs)

[personal profile] davin 2015-09-02 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whoa, hey." Davin rushes over when he sees the guy bend over, and nearly sacrifices his own coffee in his attempt to steady him before he falls. He takes both their coffees and sets them on a nearby park bench before leading the guy towards it gently, tugging lightly on his arm. "Here, come sit down for a sec, aye? Ya look like you're 'bout t'topple over."
silent_key: (003)

[personal profile] silent_key 2015-09-02 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Adam hates when his injuries reveal themselves like this, when it becomes so incredibly obvious that he needs help. Even if the burns aren't visible under his clothes, he feels as if he's being judged and found to be inferior. Damaged.

Which is stupid, the guy helping him is being nothing but nice and it isn't his fault, so Adam pushes away any irritation, knowing it's directed only at himself, and lets himself be tugged along.

"Thank you," he says after a moment, sinking onto the bench and doing his best not to wince. "I just got a little dizzy there."

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-02 21:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-02 23:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-03 08:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-03 18:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-04 19:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-06 14:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-08 06:37 (UTC) - Expand
toliveagain: (hold it in bro)

[personal profile] toliveagain 2015-09-06 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Riley almost doesn't go over to him.

For a second, he's frozen, like someone's weighed him down and he's lost all control of his own body, because he stares at this guy, this poor guy who's double over in pain, and all he can think about is how much he hates it when people rush to his aid when he's having one of his dizzy spells.

'Dizzy spells.'

He doesn't even know if he can call them that anymore because the entire reason he and Ryan have ended up here is based on the suspicion that the migraines, the dizziness, the blackouts, they're not just migraines and dizziness and blackouts. It still doesn't quite compute with Riley, that he could be more than just human, but they're in Siren Cove now and there's no turning back.

For right now, though, he figures he should probably betray his own personal hang-ups and see if this guy's okay.

"Hey," he calls out, jogging over to the blonde and bending slightly with his hand hovering over the guy's back. "Hey, how can I help?"
silent_key: (003)

[personal profile] silent_key 2015-09-06 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
The pain rolls through him, then begins to fade, leaving behind mere whispers of what had been nearly incapacitating moments before and Adam lifts his head, squinting slightly at the man standing over him. Then he almost laughs, his mouth twitching into a smile for a moment before it disappears again, because while this is funny, the pain hasn't quite left him enough to let him laugh just yet. But it would figure, he thinks, his first interaction in this town is with some startlingly handsome man having caught him at his absolute worst.

Adam likes to make an impression, but this isn't quite the one he had in mind.

He could reach out with his power, wrap it around this guy's mind and tug him toward a more favourable interaction, but something Adam has learned is that his pain doesn't always give people quite the negative reaction he expects. He's so ashamed of his scars, of the fact that they destroyed his career and his relationship, that they've left him with this pain, but not everyone looks at him and sees something to pity. So he leaves it to whatever it may become.

When he can stand again, he manages a bit of a smile, too. "I'm alright," he says, but holds out his coffee. "Could I get you to hold this while I limp my way to a bench? I'd hate to lose it, it's a damn good coffee."

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-06 22:12 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-07 00:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 00:34 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-07 03:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 08:11 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] silent_key - 2015-09-07 15:52 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 00:16 (UTC) - Expand
thediceloveme: (Serious Face)

[personal profile] thediceloveme 2015-09-08 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh hey...are you okay?" Lee asked as she passed the man bent double at his table. "I mean, clearly that's a dumb dumb question, but can I help at all? Do you need me to call someone? Or 911?"
hypertextmagic: (05)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic 2015-09-02 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Harper Nari Daniels, 20, Witch, Website Designer/Social Media Junkie/Blogger/Hacker/Whatever.

Coming from Idaho (I think) to Siren Cover because ~mysterious coincidences~ keep pointing her toward this city. Has already checked out the town via all social media outlets and attempted to friend/follow/reach out to social media users, so feel free to make them acquaintances already.
------------------------------------------------

Harper hates her new apartment, but what's new? The only place that actually feels like home to her is the couch in the family room back home, and she won't be seeing that dilapidated hunk of worn fabric and mismatched cushions any time soon. So it's to the coffee shops, to the Quill, to set up shop and get her caffeine fix. The online reviews point to this being the best place to an iced caramel macchiato, even if they're all heavily biased regulars leaving the reviews.

Still, as she slurps down the frothy drink and boots up her laptop, she has to admit this isn't a bad space. If the wifi's fast enough, she might make this her regular abode.

That is until James Blunt comes through the speakers.

"Oh come on!" she moans, loud enough for the baristas and hopefully whoever is actually in charge of the music selection can hear her. "This song rolled over and died ten years ago. No one can possibly like this. Do you like this?" she demanded of the person nearest her.
meowhistory: (hesitant)

[personal profile] meowhistory 2015-09-02 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh?"

Lena is nursing a hangover that should be jailed for breaking human rights things. And stuff. Either way, she fully agrees with the idea about the noises being horrible and loud. And the music as well, if there's music.

She squints at the loud person. "I don't."
hypertextmagic: (03)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic 2015-09-02 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Harper leans back with her whole body, eyes going wide, as though Hangover Disease is seeping out of the lady's body and threatening to attack.

"See, this is why I don't drink." She waves a hand that vaguely follows the line of the lady's exhausted form.

"Come on, man! She's suffering over here!" A few seconds pass, the music abruptly shuts off, and weak, watered jazz starts filtering through the speakers. Harper makes a grudging noise of acceptance, a meh with a halfway wrinkled nose, and decides that's good enough for right now.

"You should be drinking water, not coffee," Harper points out helpfully as she turns her attention back to the lady. "Do you at least have ibuprofen in your system? You look a little like shit."

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-02 20:43 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-02 21:12 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-03 12:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-04 17:41 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-04 18:13 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-04 23:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-05 15:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-06 01:17 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-06 08:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-09 00:39 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-09 06:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-13 01:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] meowhistory - 2015-09-13 14:16 (UTC) - Expand
davin: (happy laugh (b&w))

[personal profile] davin 2015-09-02 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do not," Davin says solemnly, shaking his head and setting his iced latte down. He sits up and cups his hands around his mouth. "Aye, Wendy! Please cease an' desist this awful noise."

"But Davin, you're beautiful!" She calls back, and then shrugs helplessly before pointing at the ceiling. "It's muzak, man. We don't control what they play."


He huffs and sits back down, pulling his coffee back over and looking over at the girl. She's new, he's pretty sure, and he shrugs at her. "I tried."
hypertextmagic: (10)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic 2015-09-02 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
She appreciates the effort, but it goes nowhere so she has to roll her eyes in disappointment all the same. It's playful though, even though she can pull a believable bitch face really well.

"Weak sauce. Did Barack Obama preach change, then shrug and say he tried when the Republicans flipped him off? No. He circumvented the assholes."

She set down her drink to tap at her mousepad and type at her keyboard. In seconds, she's got Mumford and Sons blasting from surprisingly loud laptop speakers.

"We make change," she says with too much solemnity to be serious.

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-02 21:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-02 21:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-02 21:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-02 21:45 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-03 08:14 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-03 20:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-04 20:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-04 23:46 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-08 06:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-09 00:39 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-09 08:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] hypertextmagic - 2015-09-13 01:55 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-13 10:06 (UTC) - Expand
arimichaud: (Default)

[personal profile] arimichaud 2015-09-02 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ari Michaud, 35, Witch, works at the dance academy as a ballet teacher (mostly).

---

Sipping on an ice coffee, with his feet draped across the table, Ari holds a pile of papers. He loves teaching, but boy does he hate testing theory. What even is the point? If you can dance, you can dance, who cares who did what when and why.

What does Port de Bras mean?

A boat load of bras


He tuts. That's not even a good joke. If you're going to get the answer wrong, at least come up with a good answer.

Wrong. And be funnier next time.
louise_abasi: (Default)

[personal profile] louise_abasi 2015-09-03 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Ice coffee was a nice idea.
The line was long enough to snake past several tables, and Louise's eyes had picked up on something French. French, je t'adore. Both the answer and the comment made her laugh, a sneaky one like she was being caught in class.
arimichaud: (sortasmile)

[personal profile] arimichaud 2015-09-03 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Hearing a laugh somewhere near him, he starts and looks up. Clocking that the laughter had been induced by the test paper, "what a little asshole, right?"

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-03 18:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-05 02:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-05 13:16 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-05 21:47 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-05 21:51 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-08 20:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-08 20:41 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-11 18:30 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-11 18:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-13 21:00 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-13 21:06 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-13 21:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-13 21:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-13 21:31 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-14 07:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-19 20:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-19 20:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-09-29 17:20 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-09-29 18:53 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-05 18:36 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-06 16:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-12 15:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-12 16:59 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-12 19:06 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-12 19:33 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-12 20:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-13 08:17 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-15 18:24 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-15 19:18 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-19 22:03 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-20 06:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-22 15:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-22 18:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-22 20:48 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-23 07:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-27 16:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] louise_abasi - 2015-10-27 16:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] arimichaud - 2015-10-31 17:30 (UTC) - Expand
toliveagain: (goodbye 4eva)

[personal profile] toliveagain 2015-09-06 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
Juggling two cups of coffee in one hand is a skill he'd mastered ages ago, but Riley nearly lets one conveniently fall to the ground the second he picks up his phone. "Real nice, dick, I'm right behind you with the coffee you sent me to get," he says, ending the call with his thumb and rolling his eyes as he comes up behind his best friend before giving Ryan a kick to the heel.

He holds out the hand with the coffees, both of them the same order because being around each other as often as they are has unsurprisingly led them to enjoying a large majority of the same things, and shoves his phone in his back pocket with a dramatic huff, though his expression brightens when he glances behind Ryan to see the shopfront.

There's a wide, open space visible through the large window that allows them to peer inside and the second Ryan takes his coffee, Riley is stepping right up to the glass, practically with his nose to it, and letting out an incredulous laugh. "You weren't kidding, this is perfect. Can you picture it? There's a counter set up in a great spot for the register, fridge for arrangements that can go in that corner, there's enough space out front here to put out flower displays if we can get a canopy set up for the shade."

He turns back to Ryan, his excitement obvious in his grin. "No headaches and a great find for the shop. Not a bad day so far."

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 07:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 07:57 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-10 08:48 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-13 22:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-15 08:25 (UTC) - Expand
toliveagain: (just lookin)

[personal profile] toliveagain 2015-09-06 11:35 am (UTC)(link)
Riley Walden | 29 | Witch (newly discovered). Riley, along with his best friend Ryan, is a fresh arrival to Siren Cove, here with the intention to discover who his biological parents are after suffering visions during horrible migraines that lead to blackouts. At first, he'd thought they were just side effects of being involved in an accident a couple years prior but after discovering that his birth parents are from Siren Cove, he and Ryan came to the conclusion that Riley might be more than just human. His unfortunate power, which he'll eventually come to learn and understand, is seeing the faces of those who will die during his blackouts.

_____________________________________________________________________________


It's not as depressing here as he'd thought it would be.

When Riley had read what he could about the little town called Siren Cove off the coast of Maine, he hadn't really been able to wrap his head around what it would be like to move from a big city to a place with half the population. He'd like to think that isn't because he's a snob; he just hadn't known what to expect.

Now that he's here, having been dropped off Ryan's vespa like a kid on the first day of school, Riley thinks he's starting to see why people like it here. They'd rented out a condo before they'd even arrived, thanks to some pull from his parents, and the place is nice enough. Some redecorating is in order, just to make it feel more like home and more like theirs, but the major goal now is to find the right place for the flower shop they want to open. It'd seemed like an odd choice and his parents had been skeptical, but it's the right one. Besides, he's discovered since his accident that arranging flowers can be very relaxing.

That's Ryan's duty at the moment, though, and Riley sees right through his best friend's efforts to keep him from doing anything too active after all the hustle and bustle of the move so for now, he's being regulated to coffee duty. He comes very close to having to duck when he walks through the door of a place called Quill and waves other customers in front of him while he studies the menu. Once he's decided on what to order, he turns to step into line but of course, because it's just his luck, he collides with someone who'd been preparing to do the exact same thing.

"So sorry!" he exclaims, holding his hands out placatingly. "Sorry, I swear I'm not usually this oblivious."
agentjack: (Default)

[personal profile] agentjack 2015-09-06 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack only comes to Quill for coffee. Black, no sugar, kind of boring. Or Sophie would say it is boring, he thinks. He's trying not to think about how Sophie being assigned to Siren Cove just digs under his skin when out of no where someone behind him crashes into his back. He jolts forward, handing reaching out for the wall to steady himself, and he turns when the person behind him begins to apologize.

"It's fine," he tells the man. "I'm sure you didn't do it on purpose."

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-06 22:01 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-07 05:19 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 06:58 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-07 07:10 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 07:40 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-07 17:52 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 00:37 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-09 03:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-09 09:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-10 23:13 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-13 21:56 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-14 04:05 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-15 00:01 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] agentjack - 2015-09-16 03:28 (UTC) - Expand
davin: (less than ideal)

[personal profile] davin 2015-09-07 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Davin was looking down at his phone, so it's probably just as much his fault as the other guy's. He looks up from his phone with a smile, but it quickly drops off of his face. It's like all the blood rushes towards his feet and he feels anxious, heart rate ratcheting up. He takes a stumbling step back, because the last person he expected to see was his sort of ex, the guy who conned him out of his virginity in high school and treated him like complete shit, and was pretty much the reason for Davin spending the two years after high school a depressed, slutty mess.

"Oh god," Davin grits out, but once he takes a breath and really looks at Jake, he realizes that this can't be Jake at all. Jake and Davin are the same age, and while the guy standing in front of him isn't old by any stretch, he definitely isn't twenty-three. "Jesus, you're not--"

He realizes that he's making a massive fool of himself and he swallows hard, putting his phone away and taking a deep breath. "Wow, I'm sorry. Ya just look like someone I really, really never wanted t'see again. Jus' gimme a moment t'get my heart beatin' again."

Davin is completely embarrassed by his reaction, and his cheeks flush a deep pink as he tears his gaze away.

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 07:25 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-07 07:41 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-07 07:50 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-07 08:32 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 00:29 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-08 06:51 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 07:28 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-08 08:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-08 08:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-09 07:54 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-10 08:35 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-13 07:59 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-13 22:52 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-14 00:02 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-15 00:22 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-15 04:09 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] toliveagain - 2015-09-15 08:27 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[personal profile] davin - 2015-09-17 04:23 (UTC) - Expand
treasurecove: (Joshua James)

Joshua James. Hollywood Star.

[personal profile] treasurecove 2015-09-06 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Joshua James, age 33.

Hollywood's golden boy. America's Most Handsome and Eligible bachelor. And of course, we all know him as 'Jonathan of Conte'. First starring in the Alanna Series as a teenager, Joshua became the playing Prince Jon of Conte. Has continued the Tortall playing the part of King Jonathan in the Daine series starring Hollywood starlet Corrine Flynn. And reprised his role in the Protector of the Small series.

To the public Josh doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, and although the press have rumoured him to have had numerous affairs with his co-workers, he is still single. The overall impression of Josh is... he's such a 'nice' young man. No one has a bad word for him. Which is well... odd. Then again, Josh is a very good performer. And very influential.

----

Shades pulled over his eyes, Josh smiled and waved to a couple of teenage girls who had apparently- due to their very high pitched squealing- recognised him. Stopping, he let them take their photos and tried to not let his tired, hungover state affect their impression of him. They didn't know it though, it didn't register after all he'd spent a very long time building his power... subtly of course.

Of course a Matriarch might notice but he'd heard Siren Cove's was absent and what better time to come and have a look at Corry's home town. After all, he might be able to use this to his advantage. And he rather liked that idea.