calypso cove starters

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[offeastings]

@calypsostarters

despite the recent storm, it doesn't stop people from enjoying the night, people of all species and ages perusing late night establishments or simply enjoying the bite of late september air. despite it being a month till deep autumn, it seemed many places were getting into the swing of things, already decorated for halloween and advertising appropriately themed drinks and special offers. even impaler had a few new blood-tinged cocktails based on classic hollywood monsters, because jean-claude liked to have fun. he wasn't at his club tonight, knowing that it could run itself quite smoothly and instead hanging around outside a local corner shop, neon sign advertising it to be 24-hour - if one looked inside, the man behind the counter was secure behind a thick sheet of shatter-proof glass, along with his wares, a bit much for a place like calypso but...could you ever be too careful? the vampire stands on a street corner, scowling as he tries to light a cigarette balanced in-between his lips to little avail, eventually losing his temper and chucking the cheap bit of brightly coloured plastic to the floor before whistling at a passerby and asking; "got a light?"

[isabelle-ariel-ambrose]

OPEN STARTER LOCATION: The Architect's Lounge, Hotel La Lune STATUS: OPEN

Working in a male-dominated industry as a woman, particularly a woman who looked like Isabelle - well, it was nothing short of excruciating. She loved the work, loved the projects she got to lead, but her colleagues made things difficult. After what had felt like the longest day in Isabelle’s existence, all she wanted was a large glass of red wine and a good book. Thankfully, Hotel La Lune had a number of spots that could offer her just that. She settled on The Architect’s Lounge, choosing to bring her own bottle of wine with her.

“Mind if I sit here?” she asked, eyes glancing over at the person occupying one of the two armchairs positioned in front of the roaring fireplace. She’d settled in the comfortable chair before waiting for their response, pouring herself a large glass of wine and settling back into her seat with a contented sigh, casting another quick look over in the direction of the stranger. “You mind not staring? I know it’s close quarters but… I’m trying to relax,” she grumbled, voice icy and irritated. 

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[elora-luna]

OPEN STARTER LOCATION: Allard Alley STATUS: OPEN

Impaler was Elora’s go to spot when dealing, but tonight had been a quiet one and so she found herself a little buzzed, trawling up and down Allard Alley, kicking the occasional stone into the street as she walked. Perhaps she might find someone interested in buying from her - the area tended to attract a slightly more rough set of folks. Not that Elora minded - she preferred it. Preferred to be among those who were perhaps just as messed up as she was.

Rounding the corner her shoulder nudged against someone else’s and she let out a lazy little chuckle, hooded eyes glancing blearily up the stranger. “M’sorry mate- y’alright? Ah- you looking for anything?” she asked, brows crinkling as she shifted on her feet.

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[dreamsxxnightmares-deactivated2]

Location: Mallowsweet Gardens Time: Afternoon after the Flood For: Anyone || @calypsostarters (max of three) Character: Cairo King

"Mind your feet, please," he said from behind a pile of cut sunflowers. It was the end of the season, so he had to work diligently to make sure that the next batch of growing flowers were set in their places. His boss wasn't about to let anything as simple as a flood stop him from taking care of the flowers that needed them. "The sunflowers will be left out to dry and I'll harvest the seeds..." he wrinkled his nose, there was always going to be someone who was upset when parts of the garden were being cycled to new growth.

The wolf did his best to be polite to everyone - even if the fae gave him a wide berth and vampires set him on edge ... actually, vampries and sirens did. They smelled off to his sensitive nose. It was why he liked flowers - they tended to make everyone smell at least tolerable.

He wiped his hands on the hand towel he kept on his hip. He had other flowers to make arrangements with. "You're not the one who is looking for your anniversary bouquet, are you? Boss said that it'll be tomorrow, and I can't move you up the queue."

[dreamsxxnightmares-deactivated2]

Location: The Beach (as close to as one can) Time: Morning After the Flood For: Anyone || @calypsostarters (max of three) Character: Sabine Scout

She stood with her rainboots just barely outside of the lapping flooded waters. "It's never been like this," she murmured, as she looked at the damage, wondering how they were going to help the displaced residents of the area. Would the hotel magically have additional rooms to fit all of them? How would they absorb the loss of income?

She shook her head and hefted her bag higher up on her shoulders. "I thought about making additional land, but then I realized that if I did that - even though it would absorb the water, it'd only make things worse... so the best I can do is provide warming potions, endurance and calming draughts."

She fiddled with the bracelet around her wrist - bothered by the storm. "There weren't even good waves ..." she grumbled. "What's a storm without good surf?"

[fionnaubin]

for: open @calypsostarters location: outside cove gas station

It was just typical that even a tidal wave wouldn't stop his boss from wanting to make some money. Fionn had honestly been counting on getting the day off and hadn't even set an alarm, only to wake to an annoyed phone call informing him that they'd be serving iced coffee and soft drinks on a stand outside the gas station of all places now that The Catch was in need of some repairs, until further notice. Not exactly his personal favourite place to be, and that was clear on his face as he glanced around, absentmindedly scooping ice into a cup. "Have you ever heard of a beach bar outside a gas station? Doesn't this make it a gas bar? A petrol pub?"

[evanscass]

for: open / @calypsostarters location: hotel lobby

Bored of the poky suite that he apparently was supposed to consider home, Cass had uprooted himself to the lobby for the sake of social interaction, by which he most likely meant annoy other patrons judging by the smirk on his face as another resident had the misfortune to take the sofa in front of his and he raised an eyebrow, glancing up at the ceiling and then down. "You heard the beach is basically destroyed?" An exaggeration, perhaps, or a misquoted news headline from that morning. "How long do you reckon until the roof falls in on this place? I'm taking bets."