icecoldfrost: (I can see inside your mind)
Everyone had retreated back to Sookie's house to wait on this Alcide man that Eric assured them would, indeed, show. It was just before dawn when a huge truck with Herveaux and Son printed across the side came up the little dirt drive, and out stepped a large man in flannel and jeans.

and enter the sexiest and second-most shirtles werewolf this side of Twilight... )

'So,' Alcide said, tilting his head back a bit as soon as he hit the highway, so he could talk to everyone crammed into the little cab of his truck.  )

[OOC: GOD, KENNEDY. Following after Fangtasia, Alcide courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet. NFI, NFB, OOC = YAY.]
icecoldfrost: (I can see inside your mind)
Everyone had retreated back to Sookie's house to wait on this Alcide man that Eric assured them would, indeed, show. It was just before dawn when a huge truck with Herveaux and Son printed across the side came up the little dirt drive, and out stepped a large man in flannel and jeans.

and enter the sexiest and second-most shirtles werewolf this side of Twilight... )

'So,' Alcide said, tilting his head back a bit as soon as he hit the highway, so he could talk to everyone crammed into the little cab of his truck.  )

[OOC: GOD, KENNEDY. Following after Fangtasia, Alcide courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet. NFI, NFB, OOC = YAY.]
icecoldfrost: (Emma!Bobby!)
The sweep of the island had turned out negative, confirming the suspicion that Emma had moved to somewhere off-island. And so the group of searchers moved out across the causeway and to the mainland, with the reasoning that if she were looking for Hank, she'd probably head to the city.

Random traces of unseasonal ice and physic scents eventually led them to a shipping yard near the Causeway... )

[OOC: NFI, NFB due to distance! Timezone preplay waltz accomplished by superb team of [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet, [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch, [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet, [livejournal.com profile] weetinyreese, [livejournal.com profile] noearsyet, and [livejournal.com profile] icecoldfrost.]

icecoldfrost: (Emma!Bobby!)
The sweep of the island had turned out negative, confirming the suspicion that Emma had moved to somewhere off-island. And so the group of searchers moved out across the causeway and to the mainland, with the reasoning that if she were looking for Hank, she'd probably head to the city.

Random traces of unseasonal ice and physic scents eventually led them to a shipping yard near the Causeway... )

[OOC: NFI, NFB due to distance! Timezone preplay waltz accomplished by superb team of [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet, [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch, [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet, [livejournal.com profile] weetinyreese, [livejournal.com profile] noearsyet, and [livejournal.com profile] icecoldfrost.]

icecoldfrost: (tear it all down)
Fangtasia was just starting to attract its evening crowd by the time they arrived. There was a line of people dressed in everything from trailing black gowns to...well, not very many clothes at all outside the distinctly un-flashy-looking red bar. It was part of a strip mall, after all, and if not for the red awning and velvet ropes -- plus the neon script Fangtasia sign in the window -- it could have been any number of boring, small stores.

And of course, the tall, svelte blonde in the black floor-length gown didn't help. She was definitely a vampire, and definitely taking IDs as people walked in. And she was making 'disdain' an art form. )



[OOC: Continued from HERE, and happening concurrent with the events at Merlott’s. Preplayed with the cool [livejournal.com profile] longislandiceme and guest-staring the ever-awesomesocks [livejournal.com profile] rocksthescarf as Pam! NFI, NFB, OOC = Love.]

icecoldfrost: (tear it all down)
Fangtasia was just starting to attract its evening crowd by the time they arrived. There was a line of people dressed in everything from trailing black gowns to...well, not very many clothes at all outside the distinctly un-flashy-looking red bar. It was part of a strip mall, after all, and if not for the red awning and velvet ropes -- plus the neon script Fangtasia sign in the window -- it could have been any number of boring, small stores.

And of course, the tall, svelte blonde in the black floor-length gown didn't help. She was definitely a vampire, and definitely taking IDs as people walked in. And she was making 'disdain' an art form. )



[OOC: Continued from HERE, and happening concurrent with the events at Merlott’s. Preplayed with the cool [livejournal.com profile] longislandiceme and guest-staring the ever-awesomesocks [livejournal.com profile] rocksthescarf as Pam! NFI, NFB, OOC = Love.]

icecoldfrost: (just let go / beauty in the breakdown)
Emma had skipped class yesterday, preferring instead to cocoon herself in a pile of blankets and try to sleep-off her powers hangover. She didn't need to give herself a worse migraine by listening to Professor Dèmon prattle on, no matter how entertaining and well-intentioned he was.

She was feeling a bit better today, however, and was bored with sleeping. She'd ventured out of her room long enough for a shower and to steal a movie from the common room, and was now curled up on her bed again, happily humming along.

Hopefully her furred roommate wouldn't mind her choice of entertainment.

[Door and post are open! ETA: Now on SP as I go to the internet-less job.]
icecoldfrost: (just let go / beauty in the breakdown)
Emma had skipped class yesterday, preferring instead to cocoon herself in a pile of blankets and try to sleep-off her powers hangover. She didn't need to give herself a worse migraine by listening to Professor Dèmon prattle on, no matter how entertaining and well-intentioned he was.

She was feeling a bit better today, however, and was bored with sleeping. She'd ventured out of her room long enough for a shower and to steal a movie from the common room, and was now curled up on her bed again, happily humming along.

Hopefully her furred roommate wouldn't mind her choice of entertainment.

[Door and post are open! ETA: Now on SP as I go to the internet-less job.]
icecoldfrost: (of illusions and fairy dust)
Emma had been pushing herself since late last night after radio, knowing that somewhere, out there, her friends were probably doing Very Stupid Things(tm). They were idealists and that's what they did, and Emma was getting too many strange readings to feel comfortable leaving them to their own devices.

Push out. Farther. Farther. Hold more, see more, even if the damned fog was uncomfortable and Emma was tired and cold. So tired, she was starting to see things, flickering, out of the corner of her eye. People she knew weren't there, things that were gone when she turned around, and so she had decided to ignore them and keep working. Could not stop, would not stop. Not until she was satisfied that her range was as complete as possible.

Right up until the moment she pushed too far, and her eyes went pure white as she started screaming telepathically as she seized up; a distress call reaching out for two people in particular. )


[OOC: Preplayed with the AMAZING [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet and [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch, with Guest Appearances by [livejournal.com profile] brat_intraining, [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet, [livejournal.com profile] provostsdog, and [livejournal.com profile] guardianborn. Psyhic call for help was directed at Sookie and Karla, but if you think you'd have sensed it anyway, feel free to react here or in your own journals. Otherwise NFI, and all astral-plane shenanigans are NFB.]
icecoldfrost: (of illusions and fairy dust)
Emma had been pushing herself since late last night after radio, knowing that somewhere, out there, her friends were probably doing Very Stupid Things(tm). They were idealists and that's what they did, and Emma was getting too many strange readings to feel comfortable leaving them to their own devices.

Push out. Farther. Farther. Hold more, see more, even if the damned fog was uncomfortable and Emma was tired and cold. So tired, she was starting to see things, flickering, out of the corner of her eye. People she knew weren't there, things that were gone when she turned around, and so she had decided to ignore them and keep working. Could not stop, would not stop. Not until she was satisfied that her range was as complete as possible.

Right up until the moment she pushed too far, and her eyes went pure white as she started screaming telepathically as she seized up; a distress call reaching out for two people in particular. )


[OOC: Preplayed with the AMAZING [livejournal.com profile] justwantsquiet and [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch, with Guest Appearances by [livejournal.com profile] brat_intraining, [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet, [livejournal.com profile] provostsdog, and [livejournal.com profile] guardianborn. Psyhic call for help was directed at Sookie and Karla, but if you think you'd have sensed it anyway, feel free to react here or in your own journals. Otherwise NFI, and all astral-plane shenanigans are NFB.]

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