[OOC: I'm sorry for the delay! I had an unexpected baseball game to attend for work. Don't ask. This is a PARTY POST. Feel free to make up booths that are there and thread-jack to your heart's content, tag characters multiple times, post characters in a couple times at different moments throughout the fair, feel free to assume that your character ( Read more... )

Saul Garamond wasn't having the best of times lately. His biological father had made it right obvious that he was coming to kill his son and soon, and oh yes the ceiling of the attic Saul had been nesting at just opened up beneath him and sucked him right out of reality...
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A little too far above the treeline of Grant Park, the sky gawps open and ( Read more... )

[OOC: I have no ward planned for him, but he makes every effort to not look someone in the eyes so feel free to tag him even if you want your char to maybe be his ward in the future. I'm assuming there will come a time when it's clear who it should be. IDEK.]

David Hansen is lying back on a park bench, staring up at the sky. It's a sunny day out, ( Read more... )

Hermione Granger is in a cafeteria within the Kashtta. She is surrounded by books, papers, and quills. Despite the fact that the sheer volume of books and paperwork combined more than outweighs/outsize her by three times, everything appears to be fairly organized. She is taking notes quickly and efficiently, and she's occasionally pushing her ( Read more... )

Lily grumbles to herself after she drops one of her bags and all the contents inside it spill out. She crouches down to pick up her items. At the corner of her eye, she can see the familiar messy black hair of James Potter. Even from how far away she was, she can see the shine of his Head Boy badge. She starts shoving in her things inside her bag ( Read more... )

Lily Evans is happy.

Euphoric, really.

James is here, her James, and they've picked up pretty much where they left off all those months ago. James and Sirius are off doing....well, likely doing things Lily doesn't much want to know about, because her imagination is not lurid enough to be comfortable speculating about the Brotherly Antics of ( Read more... )

If you had asked James Potter a week ago where Chicago was, he would have given you a very odd look, shrugged, and gone on with his life. Though he doesn't know it, he is about to become intimately acquainted with Chicago -- specifically, with Grant Park. He's in a wooded area which, at first glance, doesn't seem too different from the wooded ( Read more... )

Faith with a book in her hands is a rare sight, but today she's sitting, with a small pile of them, on a bench in Grant Park. She's sort of thinking about trying to get official paperwork and stuff, in this world, so that she can maybe make a little money doing what she's best at - beating on people. Or teaching other people to do so, failing ( Read more... )

Lily Evans did something today that she's been putting off for a long time; she took off her engagement ring ( Read more... )

In one of the Gauche's sunrooms, in the early evening, Tay is leaning on her crutches by the window, staring out the window. She looks distinctly unsettled by something, and her wings are out, pressed tightly to her back like she can't quite bring herself to pull them in, but doesn't really want them out, either ( Read more... )