#summer 001

[autumnshowell]

Portside Flea Market

who: @summersauveterre

Things ebb and flow in this new normal she's still settling into angry one minute, composed the next - surefooted one day, stumbling around another; in less than a week, she'll be out again, howling at the moon for half a day - or rather, all of a night, and waking up somewhere - maybe Arte will show up again - maybe they won't. Maybe she doesn't get far enough out and kills somebody else. Maybe she doesn't turn back. Maybe Maybe Maybe. She just... she's trying to not think about it.

And so she's back at the flea-market (a new favorite place for no real reason) on a weekend , when it gets a little nicer, a little more small-town despite the larger nature of Port Leiry. She has a box in a bag with the precious cargo for later, and her pocket's a little lighter, but the distraction's working; she hasn't thought about bones breaking or new teeth pushing old ones out of the way for the entire hour or she's been here.

She passes by one stall, vaguely recognizes the name on its little placard board, but she's not really in the market for honeys and dried sage - but she does stop next door at a little stall that looks like it's from the same group of people, looking at other little bits and bobs of local craft, set up in the chilly but not horribly cold weekend weather - chilly enough for her nose and cheeks to redden but not enough for shivering; she runs hot these days anyways.

Autumn picks up a little hand-bound diary, with what looks like hand-made paper and leather; she'd just gotten a new moleskin from Aria, so she doesn't really need it, but something in it is calling her onto it, making her linger as she runs fingers over the maker's mark stamped into the corner it's cover. When she looks up, there isn't anybody tending the stall, and the sign points her back to the place with the honey and the herbs, so there she goes.

[princejaya]

Who: @summersauveterreWhen: Concalve Pt. 2

Jaya had no interest in solving this mystery. He did, however, suspect that some of his coven may be inclined otherwise. Asking around a bit, he managed to find a suitable person to pass information over to, someone he had been wanting to meet anyways. “Summer, yes? I’m Jaya, the newest addition to Garnett, I don’t believe we’ve met yet.”

This was a busy night, there was little time for pretense, or else he might have been more open to pleasantries. “I hear you’re asking around about the murder? I don’t know if this will help, but I overheard a fight beginning between Mariposa and Pembroke. When I asked around Mariposa, I couldn’t find the reason for the argument, but I did hear another little snippet about Zhongshan being upset at Wyrmwood. Something about a mirror cult going wrong a few years back.” He said it as casually as he could over his glass, taking a drink as he flexed his fingers of his free hand, the magical prank he’d played for Mariposa still active and humming between his knuckles. “I have no interest in playing detective, but I wish you the best. And please, don't hesitate to call on me at Obsidian when there are better circumstances for conversation, I'd love to get to know my new coven better.”

[romanrhodes]

where: The Driftwood Diner, less than an hour 'til close. with: Summer Cassidy ( @summercassidy )

When it got to this time of night, there could still be a few stragglers, and unfortunately for the staff at Driftwood Diner, Roman wasn't known to close early (unless there was a weather warning, or a staff emergency). He liked his doors open and his customers served until the last minute - and he wasn't shy about being the last staff member to leave when he was on shift. Which was fortunate for tonight's straggler.

"Cheeseburger and fries." Roman said as he put the place down in front of the slim, blonde woman. When he got a look at her face, he recognised her... but he couldn't place where from. "You need anything else? Extra sauce? Refill?" He asked, pointing to her drink. He'd already sent his remaining wait staff member to polish and wrap cutlery, he didn't mind playing kitchen porter when it got late like this.

[romanrhodes]

where: Campbells Fresh Market with: Summer Cavanagh ( @summer-cavanagh )

It was only natural that Roman would run into people he knew - he's grown up in this town, and there was already plenty of gossip going around about his return and the disappearance of his brother. He'd hoped by laying low that people would move on to the next, but his reluctance to share any new information about himself or his family only seemed to make people hungrier for it.

It made socially interacting very difficult, but eventually, he did have to go out for supplies. He was making dinner for Aubrey in the coming week, and he wanted to start prepping for what to cook. He was in the wine section checking over what they had and what would be suitable to serve. He glanced up from the display of wines that were part of a special offer when he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye and found himself staring at someone who looked familiar.

He was trying to decide if it was 'I went to school with you' familiar when it suddenly dawned on him. Shit. it was actually 'We're distantly related' familiar.

"Summer?" He asked, still unsure.

[ardenfms]

who: @starryid

summer was just the kind of friend she needs to get her through anything, the good or the bad but she was also there for kairi for all the fun too. there wasn't a single time where they weren't having fun and even though kairi was a bad person most of the time, the years that they have known each other made it so that her relationship with summer was one she held onto. "i think it's a good thing i have you," they say as they pours them shots, the house party was rolling and so was kairi. "i mean, who would get me out of jail, if i happen to do something illegal tonight?"