Set vivid against the little soft cities…
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The Kashtta Tower's doors are open.
...not like that.
Sunset approaches and the first of the refugees start trickling in; the ones who didn't want to wait for the vans Elashte's people are driving back and forth from the Community Centre to the Kashtta. They want the best rooms, or the first look at the place before it's filled up, or maybe they just don't want to spend any more time in the Community Centre than they have to.
The Kashtta is not the most inviting place, but at least the ghosts are being mostly quiet. This may have to do with last-minute diplomatic action by Owen and Mio on the refugees' behalfs, or it may just be a slow day in the Kashtta Tower Creepy Shit Department.
The first-level rooms in the Tower's wings have all been stocked with the basics - soap and towels in the shared bathrooms, sheets and pillows on the beds. Elashte even went the extra half-mile and provided pads of paper and pens for the desks. Signs have been posted directing people to the wings and cafeterias, and anything the masses shouldn't be getting into (Torchwood offices, gun cabinets, the subcellar access room, everything over the 3rd floor in the central Tower, the morgue) has been sealed off behind passcard and passcode locks.
Torchwood is around, in varying degrees of helpful and available. We wouldn't recommend you ask Owen for anything. He's still being a little shit.
The Kashtta Tower's doors are open.
...not like that.
Sunset approaches and the first of the refugees start trickling in; the ones who didn't want to wait for the vans Elashte's people are driving back and forth from the Community Centre to the Kashtta. They want the best rooms, or the first look at the place before it's filled up, or maybe they just don't want to spend any more time in the Community Centre than they have to.
The Kashtta is not the most inviting place, but at least the ghosts are being mostly quiet. This may have to do with last-minute diplomatic action by Owen and Mio on the refugees' behalfs, or it may just be a slow day in the Kashtta Tower Creepy Shit Department.
The first-level rooms in the Tower's wings have all been stocked with the basics - soap and towels in the shared bathrooms, sheets and pillows on the beds. Elashte even went the extra half-mile and provided pads of paper and pens for the desks. Signs have been posted directing people to the wings and cafeterias, and anything the masses shouldn't be getting into (Torchwood offices, gun cabinets, the subcellar access room, everything over the 3rd floor in the central Tower, the morgue) has been sealed off behind passcard and passcode locks.
Torchwood is around, in varying degrees of helpful and available. We wouldn't recommend you ask Owen for anything. He's still being a little shit.