tushanshu_logs | Grave digger, grave digger

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Grave digger, grave digger | October Catchall

Characters: Pepper Potts, Devin Parker, and you!
Date: Throughout October
Location: Around Keeliai
Situation: The spooky happenings has everyone a little on edge, and Devin is having an especially bad month.
Warnings/Rating: Death, possible mentions of violence and abuse. Will specify as needed.

A. [Pepper] KPD | Throughout October | Open

The uptick in crime doesn't leave the KPD extraordinarily busy, but between the rise in illegal activity and the strange, unsettling things resulting from the odd planar activity, things are definitely more tense. Pepper tries to just focus on work, but occasionally she'll do something slightly odd around her desk, such as tossing grains of salt over her shoulder. She does try to keep the superstitions out of the office, for the most part, but the creepy incidents are more distracting than she'd like. Sometimes, she's actually quite cheerful, and begins decorating some areas of the headquarters as though nothing is amiss.

B. [Pepper] Jade Dojo | Mid October | Bakura

Pepper has taken to spending some nights over at Bakura's apartment lately, complete with having claimed one of his drawers for some of her things. The concerns over the planes thinning hang over most of the city, but nothing explosive seemed to be happening, and really she ought to be more accustomed to ghosts and spectres given who she's dating. Lounging around together under the blankets seems like a good option to distract from anything unsettling, especially as the temperature starts to drop since cold weather is not at all Bakura's favorite.

C. [Pepper] Earth Sector | Mid October | Raine

So, ghosts. Yeah. That's-- that's a thing that's happening. That's a thing that's currently happening to her, along with lots of other people in Keeliai, and it's unsettling and scary and also... kind of amazing, in some ways. She hasn't seen her mother since she was six, and a ghost is still better than nothing, and everyone at the house has something going on, so instead of rambling her panic/excitement at Tony and Gene and Bakura all month, she goes to visit Raine. It's been a little while since they've just hung out, and if anyone can help her find some more calm about this situation, it's her friend. She knocks a little hesitatingly on Raine's door, glancing at the redheaded ghost over her shoulder with a nervous smile.

D. [Devin] Sky Sector | Early October | Open

The chill in the air doesn't both Devin at all; England was cold and misty for no small part of the year. The sudden shift is a bit odd, but that was par for the course in this city as far as he could tell. He spends part of his time continuing with his mapping routine, and while he's at it he considers more seriously where he might move to. Devin has very few possessions, so one of the smaller lodgings made available to Foreigners would be ideal. He's more aloof and even irritable, avoiding extended conversations and familiar faces.

E. [Devin] Metal Sector | Mid October | Open

Devin returns to the Metal Sector to test his memory of the streets partway through the month. The tension in the city is evident wherever he goes, and while he's not immune to it, routine has always helped. That is, of course, until he spots two faces he hasn't seen in over a century, and his blood runs cold. He stops abruptly as their attention turns to him, frozen in what can only be described as fear. This is dread he doesn't even know how to hide - so he runs, darting away in a blur and only halting when he's half a sector away and hidden in an alleyway.

F. [Devin] Turtle's Head | Mid-Late October | Open

His family hasn't ceased haunting him no matter where he goes, and now it's all five of his siblings as well as his parents. The sense of calm at the turtle's head helps a little, but Devin keeps away from anyone else who's there, finding as secluded an area as he can. He's shaken in a way he hasn't felt in years and years, and he's giving very serious consideration to leaving the city altogether in an effort to distance himself from it's inhabitants and battle with his panic in peace. If anyone decides to interrupt the spectres currently following Devin with abusive, personal diatribe, they should be prepared to deal with a nasty vampire. See: cornered animal.

(OOC note: Let me know if you want a specific starter, or feel free to write up your own!)

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"Pepper." Raine opens the door with a harried sort of a smile. "It's good to see you-- I've been a little concerned." This month has been... difficult for some people, and while she does generally think Pepper is capable of coping with whatever life throws her, that doesn't mean Raine isn't going to be concerned.

She stands aside, and only then notes the trailing ghost. The corners of her eyes crease faintly. "...I see. So that's why you're here?"

Despite the rise in crime--among other things--Sheena's not at the KPD to report any trouble. She's stopped by to check on the supply of gels the officers have, and that's when she sees Pepper and her decorations. She had immediately liked the girl from the first moment they had spoken--though they hadn't done so in a long time.

Time to correct that.

Smiling, Sheena approaches. "Would you like a hand with that?"

Valdis concentrated on the peace, ignoring the two spectral hounds circling her. She could hear them in her mind, growling accusations and distant threats, yet tempered by Hila's presence. The ka lay curled around her as she meditated, large head on her paws, watching the dark specters as they moved, their eyes glowing red. Valdis didn't realize Devin's presence until Hila nudged her arm. Her eyes opened, head turning in the direction of the sour emotional state of the Vampire.

Valdis let the colors of the world fade into the shining lights of souls. Kedan, Hila and that tiny flame inside of Devin lit up brightly, but the Hounds and the spirits following the vampire remained dark. Soulless creatures wouldn't register on this plane, she supposed.

Hila stood, curling back lips to show teeth to the Hound that she deemed came too close. Valdis, now missing her backrest, uncrossed her legs and got up, still watching Devin. The two ghost Hounds followed her gaze, then bounded away, not bending a blade of grass or sending any dust rising as they moved.

Valdis hadn't spoken to Pepper in awhile and was just about to walk through the door to her office when she saw Pepper toss something over her shoulder. She knew things were getting weird, but this was new.

"Is that salt, Pepper?"

Edited (tenses) 2017-10-06 15:41 (UTC)

The dark alleys in Jerusalem's Lot held little danger to Klaus when he'd lived there. The dark alleys of Keeliai were even less potentially exciting, so Klaus had little reason to expect any kind of conflict.

Until the one person he really wanted nothing to do with came barreling down the alley as though he had all the legions of hell nipping at his heels. The man had stopped, clearly hiding from something and Klaus's brow furrowed, a feeling of deep suspicion welling up in him.

"Mr Parker," he called, managing to keep his tone neutral at least. He owed Devin the benefit of the doubt, even if every fiber of his being was reluctant to actually give it.

"Are you quite alright? You look as though you've seen a ghost."

Like the people native to this turtle said, it had taken around a day for his eyes to finally calm down and function properly. It still left Leo with a bad taste in his mouth and a need to get out and wander just to see what this place was like a clear his head.

The fact that they were really on the back of a turtle was amazing, and Leo had taken a trip to the turtle's head just to get a better look with his eyes. Unfortunately along his leisurely stroll he happened on a rather disturbing scene from a ways away: a bunch of rather translucent people were bothering another man with a red aura. That honestly should've been a warning, but he looked very little like a typical blood breed and the specters weren't being friendly.

His feet thought before his brain did and ran him over to where he was in full view of the taller man and his entourage. "Hey! What makes you think you can just bully people like that?"

At this point, Bakura's been spared any (extra) ghostly visitors, and that's just fine by him. He isn't sure whether it's simply a randomized bypass, or if it has something to do with his existing cadre of haunters, but the dojo has been as quiet as it ever gets.

The cold -- particularly in the early mornings -- is met with resigned ire and mild grousing about seasons being too short, and for all his preference for rising early, those are the times he's likely to put it off as long as possible. Diabound is curled up at the end of the bed, smartly knowing just how near he can get without accidentally getting a stray foot in the scales.

"Your turn," he said, in the back and forth lazy game of questions. "Where is a place you've always wanted to go?"

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