((OOC: Martha has a BUNCH to do and I didn't want to make a ton of posts for it even though she's going to be in different places for each thing. So If you want your character to interact with Martha within her journey just comment here with where they are at the moment and I'll have Martha approach them. She'll be in the hotel, at least the ( Read more... )

Regulus had just finished up his last show for a week. He had agreed to let some of the violinists and harpists take some of his spots. He was doing fine monetarily anyway. And as he walked back to the Conrad (not yet knowing about the elevator) he thought about how his asthma had been acting up more than usual and his inhaler wasn't working as ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there was an angel, he was all right at being what he was, not the best angel in the world but certainly not the worst either.

Or he liked to think so, at least.

Anyway, this angel was mediocre at many things, keeping track of records, keeping track of people and most importantly making coffee ( Read more... )

Donna is sick and tired of all the pain and angst that's been going around lately. Granted, she knows that a lot of it is out of the control of the people who are hurting, but she's still extremely bothered by it ( 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... )

Regulus just finished a gig at a five-star restaurant, that had stayed open an extra hour due to a very rich, important benefactor who kept requesting songs, searching for one that the 'little boy' couldn't play perfectly from memory. While Regulus really just wanted to get his money and get back to his hotel room. He was exhausted. But he was also ( Read more... )

Regulus was standing at the Lobby with a coat and tie, waiting for Trian to show up. He had about ten minutes before he had to be on the terrace. It was a pleasant night, and there were some very important business men up there this evening. He always got a free meal and a decent table for playing, something he put in his contract and they were ( Read more... )

There is an Aiden in the common room, mostly asleep, with a book over his face, his glasses askew, and just beginning to snore. He didn't mean to fall asleep there, of course. He just didn't get much sleep last night ( Read more... )

Regulus was sitting at the pier, drinking a lemonade and reading The Magician's Nephew by C.S. Lewis. He wasn't waiting for anyone in particular, but just anyone who might have come through the rift. There were a lot of people that came through while he was gone that he didn't know and wanted to meet. He wanted to build ties and relationships, ( Read more... )

A angel is standing in the upper lobby.

This appears to be happening a lot lately, because after all Chicago is interesting and has a lot of slightly odd things about it ( Read more... )