On closer examination of the current state of affairs in Chicago, Lola has decided this town just isn't for her anymore. She knows the Don, himself, is lurking just on the outskirts and between him and Romana existing (which is enough for most demons), it's not exactly the safest place for a little teme with no real talent to be anymore. She knows ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday AriaExcept… Not so happy, but she’s determined to have a fairly nice a hundred years old celebration anyway ( Read more... )

There are a variety of people, in a variety of places, doing a variety of things. Specifics? Well, why not.

Alanna, after a few days spent locked alone in her room, is in the cafeteria, eating. Because spontaneously fasting for no real reason will make a person hungry, if you didn't know. She's tucked herself into a quiet corner and seems both ( Read more... )

Katie has been walking around the Main Gauche, trying to familiarise herself with the layout, it’s a habit which has grown over the last year.

She’s rather unsure of herself lately; having only been around one demon before and that demon was related to her… Though some of the people here might be related to her somehow, some people might be her ( Read more... )

Two demons, a 6'3" bear of a thug in a black canvas trenchcoat and a 5'5" Pacific girl who looks no more than eighteen--(she's actually twenty-three)--are outside a Coldstone's Creamery in downtown Chicago, aware that they're solidly within Angel territory and apparently uncaring. Each one has a waffle cone of epic proportions, and, were one to ( Read more... )

Finally, the day so covertly hinted at is here.

The Main Gauche Apartment Complex, which houses Elashte's party, is ridiculously new: one has the impression, walking into the garden, that it has been finished no more than a week previous, and that its construction was meticulous and expensive, and that this is far too good a neighbourhood to host ( Read more... )

There is an outdoor cafe not very far from the Conrad Hotel and sitting at one of the tables, clearly visible from the street, is a girl.

She is not an unassuming girl- rather she's one of those girls that certain men's eyes are instinctively drawn to if they have a thing for coquettish young beauties or are just known for having wandering eyes. ( Read more... )