Jun 08, 2008 22:00
Jet can’t really stand to be in the hotel right now, partly because of the blood… Partly because she considers half the people in the basement to be absolute idiots and she might just punch the next person she sees.
It would probably be a not very good thing, considering that near everybody is on a knife edge and also quite possibly holding knives.
Luckily Jet has noticed this for once, so she has taken sensible precautions and has flown to outside, the park to be precise…. To be even more precise, a bench in the middle of the park.
She would be feeding birds but even they have fled at the expression on her face.
She’ll probably be outside for a while, at least until she manages the urge to scream and run.
Aria is also edgy, especially since her hero has been shot and… gossip gets around fast, she was walking around outside at the time in a fairly good mood… Which is now about as dead as… Death.
So now she’s in the basement lobby, pacing and torn between going outside, retreating to her room or letting out a very frustrated scream.
We’re told talking helps Aria; you may want to try that.
Katie is just slightly sulky about not being able to go out, she’s sure as hell not going to march up to the nearest supporter of Elashte and start complaining though, she may be sulky but she’s not stupid.
So she’s sitting, in the gardens, scribbling away in a non journal related notepad at quite a speed.
Her drawings are mainly of traditional demons, it’s best not to inquire into that.
She’s open to talking, anything to take her mind off the freshly found boredom really... Even if it is a murderous demon.
Hey, she’s one herself.
(OOC: Um, yeah... Dorey's been smart and made this just before she has to go to bed, so if I reply tommorrow it's not because I hate you! It's just because I'm being.... Smart)
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