belladonna-wright

[belladonna-wright]

"Right?" Jessie nodded, feeling smart about her idea. "Maybe I'll go suggets it to one of the Board members or something," she mused. "That's kind of like the town council, for the record, they have one here, it's all elected. We're actually in the middle of all that so if you hear about campaigning, that's it."

She was getting such a good grade in friendly by-stander today!

"Anyway, I hope some of that helps at least, and you're able to get help with... whatever it is you needed a sorcerer for."

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

Jessie thought that was remarkably forward thinking of the woman, to keep off social media. She used it a little herself, but tended to favour looking as a viewer, rather than as a someone who posted much that was revealing about herself at all. Safer that way. But the other course was to stay off it and take good care to avoid it wherever possible.

"True, true," Jessie chuckled a little. Yes, by comparison, were a couple of vampires really the strangest or most dangerous thing that Swynlake had seen? She certainly didn't think so! But people did like to hang onto their prejudices.

"Honestly, I probably won't be around for too long, in the grand scheme of things. People get suspicious after a while, and there's a whole wide world out there." One day, she wondered, would it call to her again? The lure of the open road? Probably. There were so many things to see.

"So I've got no long term designs here, scout's honour," she held her fingers up in a mimic of the salute.

@mighty-mitte

Daughters of the Night - Missie

[belladonna-wright]

For the first time in a very long time, Jessie wondered about the rest of the gang. She had found such success and excitement and joy after leaving them. Things had changed so much in all that time apart and she ad felt so euphoric about it that only in her loneliest moments had she thought of them ... or her most spiteful. She had always assumed they would all be having similar success.

Bullseye's loneliness made her wonder, made her worry.

Had they all been so lost and lonely? A petty part of her hoped so. But that probably wasn't the case. They weren't all like Bullseye.

"Well, you're lucky, pal," she sighed. "The world must've got sick of watching the pair of us moping away seperately and decided to shove us back together," she added with a smile.

She didn't know what strange coincidence it was that had brought them back together, but even her suspicious mind wasn't about to overthink it in that moment.

@bullseye-stoddard

What In Tarnation - Jesseye

[belladonna-wright]

"I don't know, a tall one," she waved her hand in response to his question, "Do I look like a student?"

She hadn't spent much time over there getting to know the campus. There were too many people and always someone to be nosy if she went exploring after dark, what with the hours students tended to keep.

"They should really consider having some sort of dedicated welcome committee at the train station," Jessie sighed. "The amount of people lost and looking for information is genuinely staggering." But then, maybe Swynlake just liked to play these little games with them all... "They could have leaflets, and an information board or something-"

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

"I see," Jessie nodded (further cementing the idea that the young lad may be suffering from some sort of curse, or something that required some urgent attention at least). "Well, good luck with the sorcerer, as for the dorms, my advice is to use the tower at Pride U and just sort of keep heading for that even if it makes no sense. The streets around here like to play some... interesting games with new people, but you usually end up in the right place eventually."

Or not, but she didn't know if anyone had ever got permanently lost in the streets.

"But uh, might be worth seeing if any of them have ways of contacting them. Phone numbers or emails or whatever, Town Hall might be able to help with that, at least."

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

Saturday, November 9 — Background NPC: Write about a moment of your character’s life from the perspective of an NPC character.

1938, Somewhere in London

"Oh, it was one of those perfect mornings. The kind where the world seemed to slow to a mere trickle, where the moments between waking and the alarm sounding seemed to stretch for an eternity and she could feel the warmth of the thick duvet surrounding her as she snuggled down a little against the down pillow. With eyes still screwed up tight against the morning light, she let herself linger there in the moment. The cold, familiar weight had gone from the other side of the bed, but Ellen didn’t feel any spike of worry or fear, not any more..."

[Read Here]

[belladonna-wright]

"Alright, well why don't we start with where you're aiming to get to? Town Hall might have some more helpful resources for people who are new to town? Or perhaps you want to get back to wherever your staying?"

It helped to have a destination in mind, to know which way you're going. Not that she'd count that among the wisest of her ramblings.

"We have a few sorcerers around that I know of at least. There's Howl Pendragon? Darius Deamonne? Hera Alexander? She's a love witch, uhhh who else... Lillith Clawthorne? Reza? He's a curse-breaker-"

That might be more appealing to the young man, she wondered, if he was coming to town seeming desperate to find someone, perhaps it was a curse situation?

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

"I'm just trying to cover my ass," Jessie shrugged. "Don't think the Sheriff would look too kindly on me just jogging off and leaving you to fend for yourself if anything happened to ya now, would he?" Not that she would blame herself, but again, if she was going to pretend to be part of a society, she had to... be part of a society.

Ugh.

Jessie started to wrangle with the ladder to get it closed again, and make it a little more manageable so that she could lift it. Luckily it was a pretty lightweight affair, not the sort of thing that would raise any eyebrows to see her carrying.

"Alright well lead on, 'fore you catch your death."

@chiefhugo-slade

makin a damn fool | Chessie

[belladonna-wright]

Jessie made a small harrumph in the back of her throat. If anyone was going to be getting a good slug of whiskey after all this was done, then it was going to be her! Bullseye could settle for a good feed, and whatever was left of the bottle once she was done. That only seemed fair, didn't it? After she'd had to spend the whole damn day camped up in the hills collecting water and firewood and trying to rustle up something half decent to eat while they all went off robbing a stage-coach?

Her hands stilled as Bullseye pushed on the subject.

She'd been weighing it, as she stomped around the camp on her own. She'd weighed it as she lay there looking up at the stars. Only now her dumb-ass boy was sitting here with his big darn cow-eyes covered in scrapes and bruises and she could practically hear Pete reminding her...

None of that would have happened if he was a vampire. It wouldn't even have left a single scratch or a bruise if they said yes, he'd have come back right as rain. And how was she supposed to say no to that silent plea, huh?

"Well you'd all be damn lost without me," she grumbled, before lowering the cloth and sitting back. Sighing. "I don't want to lose any of y'all."

@bullseye-stoddard

Who Wants to Live Forever || Jesseye

[belladonna-wright]

"Well, then I'm sure you've come to a good place," Jessie nodded, although her eyes were still a little wide. The young man had come to learn about sorcery and had favoured the approach of simply walking up to strangers? Did he think Swynlake was an all-Magick town? Or was he simply dangerously naive?

That or incredibly self-assured, it was hard to know which.

"We do have some sorcerers in town, who might be able to help you. I don't know if they have any central contact information though. Are you looking for a particular specialty?"

Oh sod it, she was curious now, and nothing made her itch like curiosity.

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

Jessie was standing outside the Moon Market, making a nice display of scanning through the various offers and promises of delicious fresh produce for the week. Maybe if something inspired her enough, she'd actually buy something to cook-

Her thought process, however, was disrupted by a young man.

She looked around, assuming he might be talking to someone else who was doing something that might provoke the question but... no. Seemingly it was aimed at her.

"Uh, me? No-" She answered, with a remarkable and uncharacteristic display of honesty. "Is this some sort of pop quiz?"

@dragon-not-a-lizard

Do You Know Magic? | Open

[belladonna-wright]

"Absolutely," Jessie nodded her agreement, sounding thoroughly enthused. "And I shall certainly be signing the petition then, it sounds like this would be a real boon to the community, and you've thought a lot about it-" She gestured towards the petition and pen, ready to put her mark to it there and then.

After all, everything Aurora had said was very convincing, really. For as much as Jessie might be playing up her community mindedness, she liked the sound of it. So sure thing, she was going to sign!

@aurora--briar

Dried Ink {Aurora & Jessie}

[belladonna-wright]

Even through all of the cold fog that lay between her and the emotions that had once burned so very brightly, that one stung. She felt a deep wave of guilt pull through her like a riptide, to hear Bullseye talk about her in that way.

In his eyes, the person she was was a light worth following. And how had she repaid that? With years of barely sparing a thought for the people she had once thought would be her family for all time, who still were, in so many ways. And yet she had settled into a life all of her own, stubbornly refusing to look back even if the urge came to her.

Then the guilt turned to anger, not at Bullseye but at herself. How dare she regret a single second of the life she had lived in those years. How dare she? If she had never walked away, the life she had missed would have broken her heart into pieces purely for the want of it. The freedom. The passion. The love. She had found that for herself and she had guarded it selfishly but she could never regret it.

"Well, you'll have to come over to mine some time, I'll fix you up and you can give it a go," she smiled, a little more faintly, and laid a hand on Bullseye's arm. "And my whisky collection ain't bad either, so you're all set. And always welcome."

@bullseye-stoddard

What In Tarnation - Jesseye

[belladonna-wright]

Thursday, November 21 — Back to the Future Thread: Write either a flashback or a flashforward thread with another mun! (This could be an existing connection or a connection that could possibly happen 10 years in the future! Should be 10+/- years in the past/future.)

"Well if you'd quit squirming then I wouldn't be wasting any, would I?" Jessie snapped back, a little shortly. She always got like that when she had to patch Bullseye up again. It was a slightly different shade of annoyed compared to the others.

See the others, they usually got themselves into plenty of trouble and needed her to patch them up through their own stupid faults, and she let them all know as much... unless it was serious. Then, all that showed was her deep seated anger afterwards, when she knew they would be alright. Billy? Her Bullseye? Well, that was its own level of annoyance. She hated seeing the way he squirmed in pain, or how he tried to hide it from the others. His pain made her uncomfortable, especially so.

If they went through with it, she'd never have to see him hurting again. Any of 'em. The thought slunk into her mind, unbidden, in a way that almost sounded like Pete.

"I-" Jessie paused for a second, as Bullseye brought up the very thing on her mind. "I don't know. Hold still-" She warned, before she began wiping the worst of the grime away from the edges of his cuts. Easier to concentrate on that, than the question in his voice.

@bullseye-stoddard

Who Wants to Live Forever || Jesseye

[belladonna-wright]

Saturday, November 2 —  Family Ties One-Shot: Write a one-shot revolving around your character’s family, include 3 family members minimum. (This can include whatever your character’s definition of family is.)

Rituals

Inspired by Dia de los Muertos, Jessie finishes celebrating her Halloween with one of her own rituals.

"Jessie’s hand lingered over the bottle of whisky on the drinks tray, before she drifted away. No, tonight, she decided, she would leave it. She had already enjoyed some drinks at The Hauntley, and for what came next, for once, she did not feel she needed more.  Her footfalls were soft as she climbed the stairs, the house silent apart from the ghost of her tread as she made her way to the top floor, to her sanctuary. It was a dark room, the night barely lit by dim stars on a clouded evening to begin November, but as she stepped inside, her shoulders slumped. Here, and only here, all masks could be cast aside. For a moment she stood by the record player and considered it, before continuing in silence..."

Read The Full One Shot Here

[belladonna-wright]

"Well, it could be anything," Jessie agreed, waving a hand. Honestly, the stink of werewolf lingered for a very long time. She was sure the reverse was true, but didn't tend to think about that for too long. It couldn't really be helped, either way. Still, it was interesting, something for her to consider at the very least, and she could already feel herself itching to stick her nose in.

Jessie never had been very good at staying out of things.

"Well you know, everything from social media to modern ID cards can make things a little... tricky." It was that much harder to forge documentation when you needed to, and then much easier to get found out by any idiotic reason that your ID needed to be checked... Jessie had opted for a dual system... some real IDs that were, quite frankly, a real pain in the ass, and some fake ones to hand to people like bouncers who had no business knowing her business.

"And photographs of everything. Still, people ... believe what they want to see." She knew she would have several years before anyone began to remark on how good she looked for her age, but... by that point she might be long-gone.

@mighty-mitte

Daughters of the Night - Missie

[belladonna-wright]

"Oh?" Jessie's eyebrows raised. Well now, she'd even heard about that, people had been gossiping about that job for ages! She'd felt almost irritated not to have been a part of it, felt that old familiar itch in her fingertips, but had pushed it all down. She'd settled insted for swiping a few trinkets from whatever little tourist town she'd been in when she'd heard the news.

"You'll have to tell me all about that one, maybe over the next bottle," she winked at her old friends.

"I hadn't pulled anything in years before this," she admitted with a sigh. Maybe he wouldn't have been so easy to go along with it if he'd known that. "I spent such a long time playing by the rules, I'd almost forgotten how much fun a girl could have!" Hell, her last big job before that had been ... acquiring her car.

"Alright, come on, tell me all about the jewels-" She sipped her drink again, topping up her glass.

@wilde-fun

Popping bottles - Nessie