Ice Cream (RP)

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Oct 5, 2025 5:50 pm
Circe knows that the snowy white raven in the cage will take any opportunity to try escape, and almost always causes a ruckus when the door opens. This time is more extreme, maybe it is because you two are entering without Benji, but it seems frantic to get out.

- Max -

Benji's apartment is small, and cluttered, it gives distinct 'drug den' flavour, though also hints of 'grandma'.

There is a bird in a gilded cage, it goes berserk at your presence. You may have never seen a snow white raven before, and, no matter your general view on birds, this one fills you with a sense of revulsion. Its cage is clean, with zero droppings or anything, but something —maybe the smell, maybe the squawking racket, or something else you can't put your finger on— makes you angry.

This is not exactly a scene conducive to a mellow experience, not with that thing in the room.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 5:55 pm
"I’m sorry; I don’t know where she is" she lowered her voice a bit "maybe… maybe it’s better to let her go. Let her start over somewhere. You should think about what’s best for her, not just what you want"
She exhales slowly, then pushes herself to her feet "I guess that goes for me too. If Bev is fine, and she doesn't want to talk to me" she trails off, and gives a small, resigned sigh "Than I suppose that's that"
Oct 5, 2025 7:01 pm
Max glares at the bird. "Think Benji would mind if I aaa... errr... killed his bird?" Despite her threat, instead of killing the raven she hastily searches Benji's flat for a blanket or a sheet to cover its cage with as the wolf within sleepily stirs upon tasting her rage and she forcefully pushes it back down...
Oct 5, 2025 7:20 pm
- Emma -

Chablis (probably-)subconsciously moves to block your exit. "But where is she?" She asks again, a bit petulantly, either not processing or not believing you when you said you don't know. How can you not know!?

"You know she can't take care of herself on her own!" Chablis wails, which is a worry, given how incapable Sarah seemed the whole time you have known her.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 7:21 pm
- Max -

The bird goes mad when you approach the cage, arms wide open ...to cover it, sure, but it may not know that. It beats itself against the bars and claws and pecks at the blanket till there is a hole in the nearer side, the blanket did little to block the noise and nothing to stop the bird's panic.

What do you do?

Circe

DrgwenInactive for 20 days

Oct 5, 2025 7:22 pm
Circe
--Circe--
Circe stops short seeing Max at the door and stammers, "Oh! Oh you're already...um, good timing!"

They enter and Circe laughs in confusion at the bird's reaction. "Um, the white raven doesn't like drugs apparently? Here, let me see if I can help." She helps and, if necessary, they could maybe move the cage into another room and close the door?

Assuming they are able to calm the bird, or put it away, Circe says, "So, um... what'd you bring? And, oh, thanks so much for coming! Like, I um... I dunno, tell me all about you"?"
Oct 5, 2025 7:36 pm
"I told you; I don’t know" she was beginning to lose her patience. Raising her eyes to look into Chablis's, she took another step toward her, rather than backing off "Get out of my way, Chablis. I'm leaving. "
Oct 5, 2025 7:51 pm
- Max (and Circe) -

The cage is large —it has to be since the raven is large, and has large 'teeth' and claws (though the 'teeth' part is not literal)— but, between the two of you you can get a broomstick through the loop at the top and carefully move it out of the main room while remaining out of reach. The bird still makes a fuss, but that is, now, muffled by the closed door.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 7:51 pm
- Emma -

Intimidated, Chablis immediately steps aside, apparently not even realising her action, she looks away submissively. "But who's going to look after her?" She says pleadingly as you leave drawing a bit of attention from the other patrons.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 7:58 pm
- Persephone -

Viv looks mortified to have been caught as she was, but she also looks ... a tiny bit relieved? Maybe she was not as enthusiastic about the inclusion of a 'male appendage' into the relationship... especially given where such a thing goes and the size of the appendage in question.

"Um... Should I go?" She asks. "Maybe I should go?"

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 8:03 pm
Max relaxes muscles she didn't even know she had clenched now that the bird is out of the picture. She lets out a sigh of relief, pushing the wolf away, which reluctantly goes back to sleep lacking any current aggravation.

Max sits on the couch and beckons for Circe to take a seat. She fishes the roll out of her pocket. "Just a joint to help ya relax a bit," she says, giving the smoke a waggle for emphasis. Relaxing even though she has not yet lit up, she continues. "Let's see... can't just open the book of Max in the middle and expect to get the full story. But... if you want to learn my secrets, you gotta promise to keep my secrets." She gives Circe a pointed look with a raised brow. When (if) Circe agrees to confidentiality she continues. "My parents were hardline Christians. And I was a stupid, reckless kid getting into all kinds of trouble, hanging with the wrong crowd. Got knocked up at 16. I wanted to terminate the pregnancy, I knew I wasn't ready to be a mother. But they threatened to kick me out on the streets if I went through with it... so I didn't. Of course, when my baby was two months old, I brought home my first girlfriend and the pieces of shit kicked me out anyway. Since then it's been Maxie and Maddie against the world. Just uhh... don't tell the vamps I've got a kid alright. I know Benji seems harmless, but how harmless can a bloodsucker really be, ya know? A mom has to be careful." She seems more at ease with Circe now that she has revealed more of herself. "But that should be enough about me to get yer lips wet. How about yourself, what's your story? Gotta be more to you than just a demon sister."
Oct 5, 2025 8:13 pm
"Someone who isn't going to hurt her" she said quietly, then, sighed, her belligerence draining out of her. Turning back to Chablis, she reached out to take her hand, gently caressing the back of her hand with her fingers "I know it's hard. But you have to let go. It's for the best"
She looked into her eyes, more empathetically this time "That’s the rub, isn’t it? You’re not the same anymore"

Circe

DrgwenInactive for 20 days

Oct 5, 2025 8:23 pm
Circe
--Circe--
Circe listens in rapt attention as Max speaks, agreeing immediately and with dead seriousness to confidentiality. She continues to listen, her mouth opening into an excited smile at the mention of a child. "Oh, is Maddie their name? That's adorable! How old now?" Circe is preparing to do the math to see how much older Max is than her--because Max comes off as very mature to Circe compared to herself.

When Max finishes, Circe's eye go big and she mumbles, "Get my lips wet...? Um...". She blinks a few times, clears her throat, and shakes off whatever thought was in her head. She smiles and looks at Max and replies, "Well, no, I mean, yes, well I mean... I am here in London to visit my, um, apparently very much a demon sister. Ugh, I dunno if I'll ever get that image of her, as a demon, naked, with that...giant thing strapped on... Ohygod ok no. Persephone aside, I'm a graphic artist looking for work in media, but, like, the US is a disaster right now, and AI is putting creatives out of work, so I guess I need to learn some programming... But that was always Persephone's thing. She always wanted to make that killer app, you know? She's always been such an overachiever... I guess... I guess I've kinda lived in her shadow my whole life, you know? I..."

She takes the joint from Max and holds it awkwardly. She says, "Um, do I hit it like a vape, or...? I've only ever smoked flower in a bong or a one hitter... Um..." She puts it to her lips and takes a drag, managing to get a good hit. Which means, of course, as she starts to exhale, she coughs violently for a moment and then says, only, "Whoa..."
Oct 5, 2025 8:43 pm
Max laughs cheerfully and gives Circe a rough pat on the back as she coughs to help her out. "Are you sure I just popped your cherry?" She teases. "Cause you just took that hit like a champ, cupcake."

Max takes the joint from Circe and enjoys her own leisurely drag, and perhaps unsurprisingly, fails to cough at all. "Madison's ten," she explains. "So, an artist huh? Gotta say that's pretty cool. Shame about the AI though. Kinda like that old song... video killed the radio star? We can't go back we've gone too far? Eh, I wouldn't know anything about that. How'd you get involved with the supernatural anyway? Your sister introduce you... or was it something else?"
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Circe

DrgwenInactive for 20 days

Oct 5, 2025 9:15 pm
Circe
--Circe--
Circe once again gets caught flat-footed blinking and trying to get the innuendo out of her head. wet my lips? popped my cherry? Um...

Fortunately, she is now high enough that she can easily just float away from those thoughts long enough to say, "26! Oh. Um, I mean, you had Maddie when you were 16, and now she's ten, so you're 26. I would have guessed older... But, you know, in a good way! Um, but yeah, I think I know that song reference. It was the first song played on MTV, I think! But yeah, no one knows what the future will be like for us. That's why I came here, hoping my sis could get my a job with her big company."

She laughs, somewhat bitterly.

"Ha! That didn't work out so well. It ends up that Persephone literally works for the devil or something, and, like, is a part-time devil herself. So, yeah, no thanks, sis, I won' be taking a job at your company..."

She sighs. Then she blurts out, "22! Oh. Um, I'm 22, but the way. Since, before we... FFS Circe get your shit together... Um, supernatural? No. Persephone tried to tell me she was a demon and I... um. I had her committed. I feel REALLY bad about that now. But I mean, come on who would believe that? And then I learned that Benji is a vampire! And so is your friend Alara apparently? Wait you said you're not tho, right? You'r just, like me, like a normal person who knows about this stuff. Is that rude? To call myself normal? That makes it sound like vampires and demons are abnormal. Maybe I should just say, like, I'm a mundane human. A normie? A typical specimen? WTF I am too high already..."

Circe leans back on the sofa and smiles dreamily, clearly more relaxed now than she had been.
Oct 5, 2025 9:39 pm
After giving Circe the go-ahead to use his flat, Benji plays a few more songs with Aart until the station closes and the last of their audience disappears. "That was great!" he says, to Aart, as he puts away his violin and Aart begins to pack up his guitar. "I don’t often get the chance to play with other people. Are you in London long?"
Oct 5, 2025 9:55 pm
- Emma -

"What!? I would never hurt her." Chablis says in denial of the facts. "I just need to know she's alright. That she's being taken care of." She does not believe you that you don't know, and is sure you are holding out on her, like you did before.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 9:55 pm
- Benji -

"I don't know, man." Aart says. "I'm not liking the weather much, but I can't afford to go back." Maybe with your help he can earn enough to return home, but you know hard it is to get out once the city has a grip on you, very few ever do.

What do you do?
Oct 5, 2025 10:25 pm
"Well, you are certainly welcome to stay and play here with me as long as you like," Benji says. "But it’s true that the weather has been positively beastly in London lately. Have you thought about going up to Birmingham or Manchester? Or even all the way up to Glasgow? I don’t think they’ve been inundated with rain like we have down here."
Oct 6, 2025 5:26 am
Emma's jaw tightened. She took Sarah in when she had nowhere else to go, but the useless little leech spent weeks sleeping on her couch in her little apartment, without ever making plans to get a job, and move out, as if she imagined Emma would take care of her forever. And then that little slut had the audacity to crawl into her husband's bed. The memory still made her blood rise. She could care less if Sarah was found dead in a ditch somewhere. OK. Maybe that was taking it a bit too far. She didn't actually want her dead. But she WAS angry at her, and would never have gone looking for her if it was up to her.

"I don’t know where she is" she repeated again, with a hint of annoyance, as her hand slipped out of Chablis's "But if it’ll put your mind at ease, I can ask around. See if anyone’s seen her"
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