Rebels & Mutineers is set in modern day New Orleans, Louisiana. R&M is fueled by player's plots and group input.
Supernatural people have always had their place in society, hidden in plain sight or locked away for their own protection. New Orleans, a haven for the strange and mysterious and a magnet for the supernatural.
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05.11.19
As the community reels from the untimely death of Lucia Lovelle, life has to move on. Primrose readies for the annual Prom celebration! Keep your eye out for a event board and have fun!
02.27.19
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Millie was a busy-bee, especially when the school year rolled around. She was one of the top children in her school, on top of working at her cousin’s speakeasy when she could. She also volunteered at Monroeville when she had the chance, though that wasn’t often. She was most concerned with helping her cousin Declan out with his business. She was usually wait staff, but she also did whatever he needed her to do that night. He usually gave her the easy jobs and took the heavy lifting ones for himself. He also had the better ability for heavy lifting, and it would not have made sense for him to give her heavy lifting jobs.
Tonight, though, Millie had called Declan and told him she couldn’t make it into the speakeasy tonight. It was Friday night, and she was staying at his house this weekend. And to be honest, she needed some alone time. This time of year, during the holidays, were pretty hard on her. She always missed her father around this time of year, and she also missed her mom. She could always video chat with her mom or go home for the holidays, but she felt bad doing that. She knew her family had the money to flight her to and from Hawaii whenever she wanted, but she hated taking the money. It wasn’t hers. It was her uncle’s.
After she finished up with her a-capella after school group, she made her way to a local bakery, picking up an assortment of vegan pastries. She walked the few miles to her cousin’s place, using her key to let herself in. She quickly locked the door behind her, constantly paranoid about being hunted down just like her father had been. Everyone in her family tried to ease her nerves, but it didn’t work. She made her way to her room (which she only used for weekends and school breaks), and she tossed her stuff down in an overly full beanbag chair. She changed into her usual pajamas – a basic tank top, fuzzy pajama pants, and fuzzy socks – and she made her way back down to the living room. She popped in a movie, popping a pastry into her mouth as she plopped down on the sofa. She wanted to have a brain numbing movie on. She hoped that would calm her mind down a little.
Keeping busy was usually how she got the sad and anxious feelings to leave her alone for a little bit. She was constantly throwing herself into her school work and working that she didn’t have the time to dwell on missing her father or fearing for her own life. Even when she was laying in bed at night, she was too exhausted from the day to have her brain keep her up at night. The only bad part was that your brain had a way of telling you that you needed to think these feelings through in order to overcome them.
She had gotten through the entire movie and half of the box of pastries before she realized that she hadn’t even noticed which movie she had chosen. She sighed, going over to the shelf they kept the movies on. She ran her fingers over their spines, landing on a home movie from when she was in elementary school. It was a Christmas one, which was fitting for this time of year. She put it in the DVD player, going back to her cozy spot on the couch. She grabbed one of the blankets off the back of it, cuddling up to it. As she hit play, a soft smile came to her lips.
Her dad appeared on the screen. He was waking her up in her little bedroom, going on about how Santa had visited their home last night. Little Millie popped up out of her Disney themed comforter, big brown eyes shining, dimples prominent. Her dad lifted her up off the bed, running into the living room, placing her in front of the overly decorated Christmas tree. There was some chatter from her mom, Lilinoe, who had been videotaping everything. The video went through each present Millie had received, ooohs and aaahs coming from each parent at each gift.
Tears accumulated in her big, brown eyes. She wiped them on the blanket, but got up in order to get a box of tissues. She continued watching the video over and over again, playing it for about two hours. She finished off the box of pastries as well as half the box of tissues before falling asleep on the couch. The video played in the background as she slept, huddled under the blanket. There was a used tissue in her hand and on the floor, along with the emptied box of pastries. Her tanned face was stained with salty tears and a little bit of drool.
Declan buried his face into Nerys' neck, finishing inside of her. He knew that she was religious about her birth control, and other than the things she would scream out, it was the only religious she practiced. He kissed his best friend, enjoying the come down from that intensity. They were always intense. They were always rushed hands and deep intense need that was impossible to sate even after all of these years being around each other. Nerys was the first woman he was ever with, and a part of him would always be dedicated to her. They just didn't bring out the best in each other. They were both too casual, both too headstrong, it didn't make for a relationship. It did make for fantastic sex. He set Nerys on the ground and adjusted himself back into his pants, kissing her forehead in a way he knew that she loved, but always claimed to hate.
He squeezed her hand and tucked her dark hair behind her ear, explaining that he was going to be heading home for the evening and would check back in the next day. Grabbing some take out on the way home, he knew that Millie wasn't feeling great, and homesickness was rough. There was nothing like going from a natural paradise, to Louisiana. Declan made it into the home, careful with the take out containers of pad Thai and his front door. He might have super strength, but that didn't mean he was as coordinated as he could be.
"Millie-vanilly. I got us some dinner." He walked into the living space and saw her a slobbery, tear soaked, mess. "Oh Mills. It's a good thing you didn't work today. You would have chased off half of my customers looking like that." He teased and set the bags of food down at the coffee table. One order for her, three for him. With his ability, he had to consume so much more food than an average person. "Go wash your face and come eat with me." He considered getting them something to remind them both of their home in O'ahu, but he wasn't sure if it would help or hinder the homesickness.
"I got pad Thai, cause it's delicious and I didn't trust that new poke place that opened up down the street." Too many white people. Couldn't trust it.
Millie was having a sweet, strange dream involving her father and Christmas morning. When she heard Declan’s booming voice, she woke up startled, pushing herself up with her tanned arms. She placed a hand over her racing heart, blinking a few times to calm herself down. After a few seconds, she turned her head towards her giant cousin, giving him a small, awkward smile.
“Ah, yeah. I suppose I made the right call today, huh? Don’t want to ruin your business with my sad sack of a self.”
She told him, joking to lighten the mood for her sake. She wiped under her eyes, getting the crust out from under them. She stood up, nodding when he instructed her to wash her face. She made her way to the bathroom, gently closing the heavy door behind her. She flipped the light on, watching her pupils go from large to tiny within in an instant. She stared at herself in the mirror for a second, still tired as heck. She needed to give herself a break soon or she was going to completely burn out.
She turned the water on in the porcelain sink, letting it run over her hand until it nipped at it, turning it a light shade of red. She cupped her hands together, gathering some hot water in them, splashing it over her face. Once her face was moist, she lightly rubbed her fingers over her face in circular motions, getting all the salt streaks off.
Once she was satisfied with her face, she grabbed her hair towel from the weekend before, dabbing at her face to get the majority of the water off. She sighed, hanging the towel back up on the back of the door, flipping the light off and opening the door at the same time.
She made her way back into the living room, sitting in front of the coffee table. She peaked into the bags, raising an eyebrow. She looked up at Declan, pulling out the containers of food.
“I see you got me some Pad Thai, but what are you going to be eating?”
She joked, knowing damn good and well she couldn’t even finish one container of the delicious food, let alone four containers. Declan, on the other hand, could eat an entire cow and still be ready for more.
“Thanks, by the way. I really appreciate this.”
She added sincerely, giving him a happy, Millie-esque smile. She opened up her one pint of Pad Thai, digging the plastic fork into the noodles. She shoveled a forkful into her mouth, savoring the savory sauce.
“Mm.”
She cooed, nodding in Declan’s direction.
“You made a great choice with this. I’m sure the new Poke place is just American cuisine disguised as foreign food.”
She added, taking another forkful into her mouth before setting the Pad Thai on the coffee table again. She got up, making her way into the kitchen, grabbing a glass for some water. She poured the water into the cup.
“I had gotten some pastries earlier for the both of us, but I kind of ate them all in my emotional state. Hooray for eating your feelings.”
She joked, making her way back to the coffee table, drink in hand. The cup clanked against the coffee table when she placed it down, plopping on the floor again, crossing her legs like a pretzel.
“I’m assuming you were with your girl tonight, eh? How is my former headmistress doing?”
She asked, digging back into the peanutty goodness that was Pad Thai.
Declan knew that Millie was having a tough time adjusting to living in the main land, and he remembered what it was like being her age and coming from Hawaii. Then everything that Millie went through when she was at Primrose just made things worse. Getting her a spot in Phalanx had been easy enough, and at least this way she was able to spend weekends with him and they were able to spend time together when she didn't have classes. It was a good set up and allowed him to keep a closer eye on his cousin.
"It's a hard transition, they yanked you from the place that people dream of going to, to the place that not even George Bush wanted to help out with."
He loved being in New Orleans, but it was at times difficult to be away from their family and friends in Hawaii. He considered surprising Millie with a trip back to O'ahu for the holidays, but then his managers got sick and he had to spend more time filling in at the Gorgon's Head. The trip had to be cancelled, and this was the best they were going to have between the two of them. He just always wished that it was more.
Declan snapped open his chopsticks and squeezed a lime over his pad Thai and watched Millie wash her face in the sink and return to the couch. He moved her blanket so she would have a space to sit next to him and looked on the screen. She had been so little when she was a kid, he could barely believe that she was a nearly grown adult. "Oh please, help yourself to all of the containers. Be my guest." He joked handing her the container filled with the spiciest mixture they could come up with, and a bottle of sriracha in the kitchen with his name on it.
"That's what I thought." He joked and handed her the container that was meant for her. "Come on, let's sit and watch this movie." He motioned back to the tv and grabbed the bottle of hot chili sauce that was going to make the already spicy noodle mixture even better.
"No need to thank me, Mill. Sorry it's not more." He would have easily been able to take her to Hawaii for the holiday, but the bar was too important to him. He sat on the couch and heard what she asked about Nerys.
"Yes, I might have been with Nerys, and yes, she's fine." He had a fair amount of constant women around him, and Nerys was the one who he just happened to be around the most. He had known her since they were both Primrose students and it was a friendship that he really came to depend on.
“Hey, Louisiana has its perks, too. It has a lot of…water. It might be a little dirtier than Hawaii’s water is, but it is still surrounding us.”
She told him, trying to see the positive with Louisiana. In a weird way, moving to Louisiana was a good thing for Millie. As perfect and beautiful as Hawaii was, she needed a break from the constant reminders of her father. Her and her mother lived in the same house where they lived with her father. Her uncle reminded her of her father. There were still pictures up of Kai, and it wasn’t helping Millie heal from his passing. It had been about four years since his passing, but it was hard to get through the grieving process when there were constant reminders. Louisiana had exciting new opportunities as well. She had made new friends at her second new school. She had gotten more into her singing and acting career.
“This place is actually kind of like its own type of haven.”
She said, voice distant and full of wonder. There was a lot of unlocked opportunity on the mainland of the United States. There was California, and though it was far off, it was a possibility for this little dreamer. That or New York City. It was a little closer than California was, but it was still a ways off. There wasn’t much opportunity in Hawaii, not for Millie. She could inherit some of her uncle’s money and live the life of luxury, but Millie wanted to do something on the terms of acting and singing, hopefully enriching the lives of others or at least distracting them from their lives for a short amount of time.
As she chowed down on her food, she looked at the screen of the television, furrowing her eyebrows. She didn’t feel like watching it anymore. She was tired of throwing herself a pity party. She wanted to get out of that headspace. There was only so much sadness she could allow herself for one day.
“How about we pop something else in? I’m tired of being upset. It’s probably not healthy to keep watching it.”
She told her much bigger cousin.
“I’m glad Nerys is doing well. She was one of the good things about that school.”
She told him. Primrose had been a little odd going in for her. Millie, herself, was not rich. Her uncle was rich. But since her family was so close to each other, her uncle gladly paid for Millie’s schooling. That gave the kids at Primrose ammunition. She was just some poor little girl from Hawaii skating by on her Uncle’s money. She had a different upbringing than most of the kids at Primrose, which was something that also gave them something to tease her about. They had never worked for anything in their lives, whereas Millie had been taught the value of a dollar.
“Uh, no. I don’t think anyone thinks of me in the way you think of Nerys.”
She told her cousin, cheeks flushing a little. Millie had never thought about dating anyone. She wouldn’t know where to start. She was good at making friends, but she was clueless when it came to dating. Did she like men? Did she like women? Did she want to date anyone? Was she good enough for anyone?
"A little dirtier?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow, curious if she had ever been in the Gulf of Mexico since she got to New Orleans or if she was just basing everything off of the natural paradise in the middle of the ocean that they had grew up in. "You're right though, there are perks of New Orleans." The supernatural community was practically loud and out in the strange city. They had the schools, the hospital, the bar. He even heard some of his patrons talk about a circus.
"You always see the good in everything Mililani." He said, beaming with pride at his cousin. It was hard to do after everything that she had been though. Her dad, then plucked from her home, then bullied out of school. It was part of why Declan instead that she spends the weekends with him. He wanted to be able to keep a closer eye on her, and he had filled in Astor Perona about all of her history when she switched the schools. He was grateful that Ash seemed to know a little bit of what he was doing and how he was going to help the kids that came through Phalanx. He knew that she missed her dad, missed her home, but was trying to be brave. He appreciated the resilience that his cousin had and how tough she tried to be.
"There's definitely no place for people like us anywhere else like this." He said with a mouth full of noodles.
He put down the container and looked for another holiday movie, something a little lighter that they would be able to enjoy. He picked out How the Grinch Stole Christmas, the remake that they did with that one comedian. He put in the disc and pressed play on the remote when the menu popped up. "Better?" He asked, getting back into his spot next to her on the couch with his mountain of Thai food.
He coughed on a bite of his food when she admitted that no one thought of her the way that he thought about Nerys. "Good." He finally managed to choke out. World's strongest man, brought down by peanuts. He took a drink of water and looked at Millie, "What you worrying about someone thinking about you like that?" Millie had to be smart enough to know that Nerys wasn't his girlfriend, she was just a friend.
"Listen, Mililani, you're still young. You don't have to worry about things like that." Yes, he knew that he was her age when he started to fool around with Nerys, but that felt different. "You should try to be with someone who loves you, who genuinely loves you. Not just someone who wants you for-" He coughed, ready to blame a still lodged peanut, "who wants you for physical acts. Someone who wants to care for you." He knew that Nerys was his best friend, but she would also toss him aside for someone stronger, dumber, and prettier. He knew that for a fact.
“A little dirtier as in the swamps and water around here.”
She told her cousin. Millie had not been to the Gulf of Mexico or anywhere that had the sparkling waters she longed for and grew up with. She had always kept herself extremely busy with work, school, and volunteer work. She barely had time to eat, let alone take trips to beautiful waters. In all honesty, she didn’t know much about Louisiana. She hadn’t gotten to explore the state or surrounding areas since she had arrived in the mainland. Money wasn’t an issue, obviously. It was just the amount of time it took. Spring break was coming up, though, and she was thinking about asking Mary Mag if she wanted to go on a girl’s trip. They both deserved a break from the crazy lives they lived.
“Of course I see the good in everything! Life is full of wonderful human beings and beautiful lands. Plus, it probably helps that I grew up in the most beautiful place on Earth, have the best family on Earth, and have my ability to communicate with animals.”
She told him, twirling the noodles around on her fork, shoveling another bite into her mouth. When the fork was empty, she pointed it towards her giant of a cousin.
“You know, my ability is pretty cool. I’m learning new things about it at Phalanx. Pretty soon, I am going to start learning about how to communicate about their pain. They don’t necessarily process pain like us or know what it is to our extent, so it will be neat to learn more about that.”
She spoke, grinning a little. She was excited about learning more about her abilities. Her ability was a more minor one, which she liked. She was able to say she had an ability, but she was also able to live a relatively normal life. Animals would communicate with her, but it was just like talking with another human being. And let’s be honest; Millie loved to talk in general, whether it be to a human or an animal.
She smiled when he popped in one of her favorite Christmas movies. Of course this movie was a good change of pace for her. It was a more funny, happy movie unlike the homemade movie that was full of emotions that she did not feel like dealing with anymore. She didn’t like to break down in front of other people. She prided herself with being strong and independent. She always wanted to be the girl with a smile on her face, the girl who never had a bad day and could brighten anyone else’s day with her cheerful self.
“It’s perfect. Just keep in mind that I am going to be Cindy Lou-Who when she sings.”
She grinned at her cousin, nose wrinkling with the playfulness that came with her humor. She full on let out a belly chuckle when her cousin started to choke on his food. Millie didn’t get embarrassed easily, so this conversation was going to be fun for her. Maybe she would end up fucking with him a little bit in order to pick on him.
“Well, I am an eighteen-year-old virgin, which a lot of my peers frown upon.”
She told him, trying to make him as uncomfortable as possible. In all honesty, she wasn’t worried about not dating. She was worried about how her peers saw her, though. She knew she was different than the others. No one was romantically interested in her or sexually interested in her, and if they were, she had a feeling it was some sort of prank to upset her. Maybe her past bullying was making her a little cynical.
“In all honesty, I don’t really want to be romantically or sexually involved with anyone. No one has really appealed to me in that way. That or I am a little broken.”
She told him, placing her fork in the take-out container. Her small stomach was full of Pad Thai. Millie often thought about how strange her and Declan must look to outsiders. She was average height, toned muscles, not interested in men or women, and spoke her mind. Declan was a massive giant, bulging muscles, lots of tattoos, and kind of a teddy bear. Their hair and eyes matched, but that was about it for the cousins.