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Who: Jo Harvelle and Ben
What: Moving furniture.
When: Sunday morning.
Where: The castle, then Jo's apartment & Jo's new house.
Rating: PG-13 for language?

( When your standard X-5 is actually a cat... )

huntersdaughter

[Away from Jilly]

Alright, so despite a bit of a hiccup in the planning, I've gotten most of the work that I can do on my own done for the gallery.

Those listening to this and unsure what I'm talking about? As a surprise, emphasis there please, folks, for Jilly, I'm building her an art gallery. It'll be for any artists in the castle to use, but I know she's got her classes and her own art, so she inspired me to do this.

I've had some help along the way. Eliot took a look at the wiring for me and then I went and replaced any of the bad drywall. I've patched the small holes and painted before I put up the hardware. Switchplates and that sort'v thing.

Right now, my big concern is figuring out the lighting.

I figure track lighting would be good. More flexibility.

[exhales] Anyone a big expert on these things? Anyone interested in learning how to be an expert in them?

huntersdaughter

[The Usual "No-Evil-Do'ers" Filter; in times like these]

[the moment Mindy was gone, Jo grabbed her journal and started to head toward the castle. She would've run, but she was pretty sure it wouldn't have done anything at this point]

Mindy's been taken. I had her with me and Neal in the city, and up until ten minutes ago she was fine. I didn't see anything and Mindy didn't give me much of anything at all before she was gone. [she had to at least be sort of proud of the girl, that she didn't seem afraid, even with what she knew was going to happen]

I had the doors and windows salted, but... [she was sure none of them had been disrupted, but now that she was thinking about it she hadn't checked them all before she dashed out of there]

I'm headed back to the castle and should be there in five.

---

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo Harvelle, Neal Caffrey, and Mindy Macready
What: Mindy gets taken by Slenderman
When: Friday March 4th
Where: Out at the Gallery in the City
Rating: PG-13 Language, Mindy!

( Mindy looooves to Sledge hammer. )

huntersdaughter

[after being awoken by a giant St. Bernard... Jo is already not a fan of March]

( Dean Winchester )

[Filtered away from Jilly]

Does anyone have any experience with any of the following things?

[written list:]

- Art galleries
- Lighting
- Dry-wall

[back to dictating] I'm sure there are other things, but I've been doing some work in the city to try and get an art gallery open for the residents. I'd like to do it for Jilly, which - by the way - this would be a surprise, so please don't tell her.

She teaches an art class and I know I've seen a lot more art in these pages the last few months. I thought it'd be nice to have a place to showcase it and Jilly's talked about opening one, but she just hasn't had the time.

I'd appreciate the help, since one of my tall people just ended up on a loss.

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo, Sam, Dean, Spike S. and Jet (if Jet can make it)
What: Emergency Plan: Pink Castle - has been initiated.
When: Sunday night - possibly into the early hours of Monday morning.
Where: Jo's apartment in the city.
Rating: I hope the only warning is the language.

( Cards, booze and friends. It's a perfect solution. )

huntersdaughter

( Dean Winchester )

( Jilly )

( Friends )

huntersdaughter

( Sam Winchester )

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo Harvelle and Dr. Lance Sweets
What: Therapy
When: Tuesday the 8th early Afternoon.
Where: Dr. Sweets' office in town.
Rating: Just some language.

( Therapy Session )

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo Harvelle and invited guests. (Bela, Eliot, Max, Lois, Clark, Cassie, Faith, Spike S., Crowley, Kaylee, Booth, Jilly, Gabriel, Chase, Claire)
What: Hunter's Memorial
When: tl;dl for January 24th || Dusk on Tuesday January 25th (after she's invited everyone personally)
Where: The Paradisa Cemetery
Rating:

( January 24th - Dean Winchester's Birthday )

( The Actual Important Part ie: Hunter's Memorial )

[ooc: Okay, so long post is... long. I'm sorry! However, feel free to chat with Jo before or after the toast, talk to others, chat -- idk, there is no wrong way to reply to this and because it's so long, I can only thank you if you read it all. Drop in your own remarks about Sam, about anything.. it's an anything goes type post and Jo'll talk to everyone that replies to this, so please take your time on it if you need to. - Also, add your tag when you drop into the thread since I wasn't sure who all would make it in the end.]

huntersdaughter

[Twice, now. Twice she's had to walk past the small memorial for Sam and the others. The dogs can't work out their routine to at least allow her some sort of ease to her day and Eliot insisting that she should rest, just makes her storm past him even more defiantly.

Twice, now. She walks past it and the flames all flicker, threatening to go out but rising back to their usual brightness. It twists her in her stomach and she can't keep doing this every day for two weeks. She can't even do this for another three times.

Small, fucking, bladders.

Her way of coping with loss has never been exactly normal. For a should-be-dead girl, herself, she does as well as could be expected. Winchester men come back; Harvelle women aren't so lucky.

On her way back in, she tells the dogs to sit and stay. They stay obediently as she marches over to the display for Sam and scoops it up. She yanks the name off the basket and tucks it into her back pocket. The entire arrangement is carried into the Lux and dropped into the trash. On her way back, she blows out the candle for Sam and retrieves the dogs. Her journal comes out of her jacket pocket and a new page is dusted off as she cracks the binding to fold it open. She does her best not to let her anger shake her writing.]

In lieu of flowers, you can suck it.

- Joanna Beth Harvelle

whatialways_do

Who: Max Guevara, Eliot Spencer and Jo Harvelle
What: Telling Jo about Sam.
When: After the Isis battle, wee hours of the morning.
Where: Leverage Tower
Rating: PG-13

( In which Max has some bad news. )

☻ sad

huntersdaughter

[Being woken up by the cold nose of a dog trying to tell her that something was wrong, wasn't exactly a good thing. Of course, once she was awake, the not-good-thing went to worse. She dressed quickly and went to go track down Sam. He wasn't outside with the dogs, in fact the dogs had still been in the room. He wasn't in the library, the clinic, or the Lux. She even checked his old room, her room, and Dean's old room -- just in case he had taken too much of the pain-meds.

This was not good.]

[Away from the Heart-Stealing Bitch-Goddess Isis & Anyone That Doesn't Want Her Gone]

Sam's missing. This isn't even me being the overprotective girlfriend. This is: I know he's stubborn and a book nerd, and I've checked all his haunts, all morning. It's now close to mid-afternoon and I haven't found hide nor hair of him.

Isis already chucked him through a wall once for lying to her.

[she takes a deep breath - trying to calm down]

Just -- has anyone seen him?

huntersdaughter

[her fingertips drum against the journal, absently, just trying to sort out everything]

Alright, so... Chase is still in a coma, Dean went home, there's an insane amount of cats cycling through this place, Sam got thrown through a wall, and one of my friends is possessed by a Goddess.

I need to really watch how often I tell people I'd like to stay here, because I think the walls have ears.

And apparently, when you go and walk dogs that don't belong to you -- other stray ones seem to think that you're there for them too.

Anyone missing a dog? Or a friend?

huntersdaughter

[she'd been making her rounds; check on Chase, stop by Sam's, and then up to see if Dean was around. It wasn't like she thought he'd just vanish again, but once more the castle decides to pull the rug out from under her and he's gone again.]

I swear, this place eats Dean Winchesters. [she might sound a little bitter, but she can't even dwell on it]

Not that it needs saying, but for anyone that knew him Dean's gone wherever people go when they drop out of this place. Home, I guess.

[knits her brow up in concern] Maybe it's better to just say he went back to finish what he'd started. 'Cause that word home gets thrown around like it's supposed to signify where you belong, but some of us might have run out of places we belong.

[she folds the journal open as she walks to the Lux, for her shift] Anyway, anyone that knew him that wants to have a beer or a shot of something, swing by the Lux and it'll be on me.

imnot_likeyou

[Hunter Christmases are usually pretty simple -- they don't have them. Or, at least, Sam preferred not to celebrate them. Christmases were for people with normal families and normal lives, not for people like Sam. But if really pressed to conjure up the perfect Christmas, this would be it:

They're on the road somewhere, not really specific as to where, just a motel room with a TV that's decently lit. There's half assed Christmas decorations around the room, and a very small tree, but it's enough. At least for now.

Bobby, Dean, Ellen, Jo -- the family's all there, and they're just sitting around with their too strong egg nog and gas station presents, because that's how they roll. There's also presumably some kind of food, but it's not a great feast.

Sam is sitting on the edge of one of the beds with his cup of egg nog, just looking around and actually smiling. Regardless of his feelings about the holiday, it's good to have family around.]

[Crashable, if you'd like.]

☻ happy

huntersdaughter

[sometime around NOON the journal opens and a hand slaps into the pages to keep it open]

Hey! [the voice sounds rushed and slightly panicked] Anyone here know anything 'bout allergic reactions and --

[glances down to Chase; giving him another shake]

Shit!

Just - I need someone to come down to room two-oh-six, fast!

I used the damn epi-pen thing, but it's not working. He's not wakin' up!

[backdated for allergies and glory]

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo Harvelle and Robert Chase
What: Jo eats strawberry. Jo and Chase kiss. Chase goes into anaphylactic shock. Chase goes into canon update land...
When: Monday around 11:30AM
Where: Jo & Chase's shared living/front room area.
Rating: PG-13

( It was going to be a quick stop... )

verydistinctive.livejournal.com

[meanwhile... at the Lux, the sounds of a Turtledoves cooing and then some murmured sounds, followed by a prompt scuffling/shuffling of feet and chairs and a knocked over journal that had been just open on the counter was now knocked to the floor]

No. Just. No, you stay over there.

[flustered sound] I am! You stay over there!

I am staying over here. Can you see the damn things?

[the sound of a chair scraping against the floor] I can't reach them. Hand me the broom.

[he lifts an eyebrow] I'm staying over here, remember?

[sighs and gets down] Fine. Just... go over there. [gestures vaguely as she goes to move past him, keeping her eye on the birds and the other one on Eliot's location]

This is gonna be a long weekend. Ah, dammit.

[he found the journal, and he's gonna pick it up off the floor and dust it off, but he'll leave it open just for emergencies. The rest of the castle is welcome to drop by the Lux and be victim of the Turtle Doves that have decided that the rafters of the Lux is a lovely place to stay out of the cold.]

(( ooc: Planned/Unplanned Kisses for either Eliot Spencer or Jo Harvelle can happen in here. TWO for the price of one!! Also, feel free to filter to either of them via the journal.))

huntersdaughter

( [Jilly Coppercorn] )

( [Friends] )

( [Chase] )

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Entries tagged with joanna beth 'jo' harvelle

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jukebox selection E04 - Paint It Black ; AC/DC

jukebox selection E03 - Stealing Babies ; Our Lady Peace

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jukebox selection E02 - Black Dog; Led Zeppelin

oh no ] [ the castle has been kidnapped from the set of steel magnolias

jukebox selection E01 - The Memory Remains; Metallica

jukebox selection D10 - Major Tom (Coming Home), Peter Schilling

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jukebox selection D09 - Bad Morning, Alien Ant Farm

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jukebox selection D08 - Hold Me Back, AC/DC

jukebox selection D07 - You Got Another Thing Coming, Judas Priest

jukebox selection D06 - Fade to Black, Metallica

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jukebox selection D05 - Strawberry, Everclear

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♣ ???] the two turtledoves job (46th)

jukebox selection D04 - Friends, Led Zeppelin

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