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 Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 11:10 am
The First of the Year
Participants: Anastacia, Wasa, and Zeke
Location: Wasa's Villa; Gambino
Type: {PRP - FILLED PICK UP}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
Anya and Zeke travel to Gambino in order to pick up a filled bottle and jar from the mystery woman Wasa! 
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 11:13 am
Moving Day RP with Pants
Anya, B, and Zeke
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 8:00 pm
RP with Pants
Zul and Anya
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 8:05 pm
Ring Around The Birdie
Participants: Tatiana, Trox, and Zeke
Location: Lab 305
Type: {PRP - PICK UP}
Status: Underway
--- Summary ---
Tatiana is born!
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2014 7:58 am
A Fox Flies In
Participants: Ronan and Zeke
Location: Lab 305
Type: {PRP - FILLED DROP OFF}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
After months pass, Ronan finally returns to Lab with a soul!
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 3:41 pm
 The Big Three-OhApril 12th, 2014
Anastacia lofted a brow at Brad when Zeke's voice filtered down the staircase in a hurried rush of gleeful words. The look made the tall architect chuckle and shake his head, shrugging his broad shoulders in defeat.
"He's been secretive all morning." He sounded amused as he set down a mug of hot water for Anya and turned back to his task at hand - breakfast for himself and the spider queen's currently missing Guardian. "No idea why - I should be the one keeping secrets today. It's his birthday after all."
Anya took her seat at the table, resting her hand over the steaming up to absorb the heat emanating from within. For a time she wasn't entirely sure how to reply to the Italian man's words, but finally she shrugged.
"He's always been...different." It wasn't the exact wording she wanted to use - 'weird' would have been better in hindsight - but it fit all the same. From the stove, Brad flipped a pancake in the air, caught it in the pan, and chuckled again.
"That's one of the things I love about him."
A few minutes later the sound of bare feet on wooden steps was heard. Both human and Raevan looked toward the staircase in time to see Zeke descend, rushing down and leaping off to the floor below with two steps left in between. He landed not quite as gracefully as he might have been going for, stumbling for a moment and using the wall to his left to catch himself before he went head over heels.
"Tah-dah!" He raised his arms in victory when he straightened, beaming as bright as ever beneath sparkling eyes and flushed cheeks. Brad had made a sound of concern and moved to go to Zeke when he didn't quite stick his landing, but smiled when his beloved did and raised a brow at the younger man's appearance. Anya reacted similarly, heavily in the vein of the latter expression.
Zeke was little more than half dressed. Barefoot as the sound predicted, he was shirtless and clad in loose plaid pajama pants with the stars on his hips fully on display. This wasn't an unusual ensemble for the vet while at home, but what drew the eye - and both Anya and Brad's curiosities - was the dark green towel Zeke had wrapped around his head.
"Here I am! Sorry for the wait!" Zeke's eyes flicked between Anastacia and Brad as he padded over to the pair with all the ease and fluidity the man could muster. It wasn't much in actuality as the vet was visibly excited and his steps were quick and bouncy, especially as he neared Brad.
"Showered without me? Tch, I thought I came standard." The Italian spoke that low enough so only Zeke could hear, making the younger man titter even before he was wrapped up in a bear hug and promptly kissed. "Happy birthday, angel."
"Who said I showered? And you know better." Zeke winked as they parted, immediately raising his hands to make sure his towel was still in place. "Thank you, babe."
"Happy birthday, Zeke." Anya remained at the table even when the two men separated, but even though her face lacked a smile, her eyes were on her Guardian and she spoke mildly.
"Thanks, Anya. You know, a few more days and I'll be saying that to you!"
He thought he saw a glimmer of something in her eyes when he said that, but she said nothing. Zeke winked at her this time, his smile stretching wider and hinting at the mischief to come in the following weeks. Before he could say anything else - and possibly even fluster his poor Raevan - Brad wrapped him up from behind and gave the vet a fond squeeze.
"Speaking of birthdays," Zeke looked back and found a pointed stare waiting for him, "care to tell us why the birthday boy was late to his own party?"
"Can't a guy be fashionably late?" He posed to show off his get up and was given another squeeze. Zeke made a pleased noise but squirmed until Brad let him go. When released, the vet bounded away from the table before turning around on his toes to face his family members. He had been beaming before, but his expression was positively luminous now - excitement reaching a fever pitch instantaneously. "So I'm an old man now as you both know," the snort Brad made had Anya and Zeke looking at the man with two sets of different expressions. "I'm thirty today and that's kind of a big deal. So I figured I had to do SOMETHING to celebrate such a momentous occasion and...well...what better than this?!"
With that declaration Zeke ripped the towel from his head. His hair fell out wet and heavy from its wrapping, cascading in straight lengths of cotton candy blue and bubblegum pink. The vet gave his head a shake and a toss, letting each lock and strand fall as it may about his neck and shoulders. He was laughing all the while, but when his gaze returned to Brad and Anastacia, he couldn't stop himself from doubling over.
"Zeke," Brad began, his expression caught between shock and awe. Suddenly the Italian man began laughing too and cleared the distance between himself and his boyfriend in order to wrap him up once more. This time he did one better, picking Zeke up bodily to swing him to and fro while he nuzzled the younger man's newly dyed hair. "I don't know if I should be afraid of or looking forward to your midlife crisis!"
While Brad lovingly manhandled the pastel-ed raver, Anya went through the suddenly difficult motion of closing her mouth. She blinked, rubbed her lavender eyes with both hands, and looked again...only to immediately look away with a wince. A thousand and one things ran through her mind in that instance but one thought reigned supreme: Oh dear god.
She had gotten used to Zeke's green and purple combination to the point where she hardly ever gave it a second thought. Any change - like the one Halloween where Zeke went au natural - was jarring and unnatural to the Frei as this new color combination was most certainly proved. Although she had no true problem with either color - certain shades and hues not withstanding - the two colors together were a huge N-O to the fashion-minded Frei.
She rose from her seat - to do what she couldn't say - but it was then that Brad finally let Zeke go and the raver was quick to present himself to her for a thorough inspection.
"What do you think Anya? A big change is appropriate for a big milestone, right?!"
The spider queen gaped anew now that Zeke stood before her and she got a better look at the tragedy that was his head. This made the vet turn his head to and fro for her, his hair going this way and that in a blur of blue and pink. All the things she'd had in mind vanished into thin air - not that she would have said a single one to him. Zeke's gaze was expectant, however, and slowly the Widow grasped at straws for just what to say. 'Different' was what she had called him just before. The term certainly fit now.
"I can't look directly at you." The words tripped out over her tongue and past her lips, but on Zeke's ears they were music and all too perfect in every way. He crowed in triumph and danced away, clapping his hands together hard enough that they stung.
"I don't think I'll ever get a better reaction to this than that! Oh man!"
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 3:42 pm
One Year MoreApril 24th, 2014 Her birthday came to a close with two sweetly spoken verses of 'goodnight'. Zeke was the first, in his chipper way, while Brad was hot on his tail with deep and rumbled tones. Both waved as they ascended the stairs to the second floor and were quickly out of sight, leaving Anya to presumably go to bed herself. She made her way to her bedroom sure enough, but she passed by her bed as though it did not even exist at all.
Tired as she was, she wasn't sleepy. Her mind was full of the day she had been treated to and celebrated because of, stretching from the morning wishes to the afternoon spent with her at the helm of just where to go and what to do there rounding down to the evening where upon arriving home they both had showered her in garments and more knitting and sewing supplies than she knew what to do with. It had been a long day, but a good day, and she was thankful.
'Sitting' in the papasan Zeke had given her upon their move, Anastacia's thoughts drifted farther back to what had been before. A little under a year ago now she was lost and hurting in ways unimaginable yet painfully real. Back then she couldn't have even imagined what her fourth birthday would have looked like, and more to the point, she wouldn't have wanted to. But now, a season and a half after Cesc had visited and a little less time than that since the move, things were far brighter than they had ever been before. This day had been proof of that.
Slowly her gaze shifted from her bed where her gifts had been deposited to the canvas bag set next to the papasan. Spilling over the lip and obscuring one of the handles was the something that Cesc had helped her to start. Now, however, it was more a once-something. It had taken form - to a degree - and Anastacia had decided that the pink, orange, and yellow yarns will be an afghan. A simple project, especially the way she was making it, but whole and good and a fitting gift for the one who had helped her start it off.
Yes, she had determined that when it was finished it would be hand delivered to Cesc as some small way to say thank you. He had helped her to get back in the saddle, so to speak, and deserved that and more for his time, effort, and friendship.
But that time was still a ways off yet.
Reaching down, Anastacia pulled her work in progress out and up, laying it against herself and her seat with only the utmost care. Size-wise the afghan was hardly big enough to call a throw, let alone a full blanket. The end that had been her starting point was laden with stitches both tight and missed. As one looked at it though, slowly but surely they had loosened and fewer and fewer had been lost or skipped. There were still odd places here or there as a testament to the creeping bad days that still lingered, but like in the blanket, those were becoming fewer and farther in between.
"..." The Widow Frei hummed a soft, pleased note as she looked at her handiwork, feeling that subtle itch in her fingers that signaled her want to continue had come around again. It was a good feeling and a strong one too; hard to fight or even so much as deny.
Her gaze ticked to the clock on the nightstand.
Still early, and she still wasn't sleepy. She began her birthday with a bang, and to end it with a quiet note was more her style. Why not?
No reason not to. She fetched her needles and the orange yarn she had been working with, tucking the ball between the sharp spikes of her ribbon, starting as soon as she was certain it would not fall.
A little more progress and she would call it a good night.
But even if she didn't get far, Anastacia really couldn't deny one simple fact:
It had already been a damn good night.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 3:44 pm
Spirals and Cephalopods
Participants: Fia, Melisande, Wasa, and Zeke
Location: Lab 305
Type: {PRP - PICK UP}
Status: Underway
--- Summary ---
Wasa's Raevan goes home!
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 5:45 pm
Relief Through Ridicule
Participants: Anastacia and Revontulet
Location: Cherish Park; Isle de Gambino
Type: {PRP}
Status: Underway
--- Summary ---
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2014 4:24 pm
Sand Castles!
Participants: EVERYONE!
Location: The northern Gambino beachside
Type: {ORP}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
The Lab's summer beach party makes a return!
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 12:33 pm
Since That Day
Participants: Anastacia and Cruz
Location: The northern Gambino beachside; post-beach party
Type: {PRP}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
Cruz seeks out Anastacia to ask for forgiveness.
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Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2014 12:34 pm
Welcome to the Family
Participants: Justin and Zeke
Location: Lab 305
Type: {PRP - PICK UP}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
The Lab's IT guy becomes the owner of a Soul Glass and the Independent Bioluminesence!
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Posted: Thu Aug 21, 2014 8:17 pm
Special Delivery!
Participants: Anastacia, Claire, and Zeke
Location: Claire's House
Type: {PRP - DROP OFF}
Status: Complete
--- Summary ---
Claire is given a fabulous surprise - she is now a Guardian to an Essence and Empty Bottle!
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