(Set - Saturday Night, April 24)

Edward eyed Scythe as he entered the Elysium.  "Is that a new jacket?"

"It used to be Dominic Green's."  Scythe replied with a casual amusement in his tone.  Edward knew that one, the revelry taken in a fallen foe.  He closes his eyes for a moment and nodded, his entire evening improved.  If he only had Green's ashes ( Read more... )

(apologies for lower-case i's. Laptop broken, will fix later)

It all started with the other Gangrel. Some people had been taken, then murdered. A woman had been taken now, and Edward was damn well going to do everything in his power to stop it. The dead two had been a young couple, and someone had silenced their lives and loves. Blood simmering in ( Read more... )

(OOC note - Feeling something I wanted to express for my IRC Sabbat PC Flynn.  For a game that goes on on the Darkmyst server, ooc channel #sabbat-talk .  Is fun.  My first bit of writing in a while, so it may take me a while to get back into the swing of things)

War.  It was time, it was past time, but the call had been made and now they would ( Read more... )

 "Still friends, right?"  Edward tried not to wince away from Aaryana's smile, the sting of her words.

"...yes.  Of course!"  He forced a smile at her.  There was more talk and Edward tried to force himself calm, but he felt a growing something not unlike dread.  "Excuse me."  He got up and muttered something about needing some air.  Walking out of ( Read more... )