To see a truck transporting goods throughout the city is not necessarily something out of the norm. In fact, it is a daily occurrence. However, today, a transport was sent out. A transport with no real destination and drop off. However, it does pull to park several blocks down from one Conrad Hotel ( Read more... )

[OOC: Okay, another party thread. :) Comment your characters in or have your characters respond to other characters' comments within. Uh, anyone who got invited can be here. And there's a huge list of invites. Well, not huge, but substantial. Like anyone she's ever had a decent conversation with. So come. Plz ( Read more... )

Ripley stands outside the door to the common room rocking on the balls of his feet. Hands are stuffed deep into his pockets and on occasion, he moves to poke his head in the door and look around before going back to doing what he was doing ( Read more... )

For some people, being in the common room was a pretty natural thing. They sat around, tried to get a little peace, killed some time or do whatever it is that they do in there.

However, Ripley is not one of those people. Ripley is not even close to one of those people ( Read more... )

JD is currently in the cupboards of the cafeteria. There's a box on the ground next to him filled with forks.

One wouldn't think there'd be this many forks in one kitchen, but apparently they are overstocked on silverware.

He keeps coming across more forks on his search for the other materials he needs. Namely a box of spaghetti noodles, Prego ( Read more... )

((OOC: Feel free to post your characters into this thread, their reactions, speeches or musical talent if they care to share any of that. It won't be taken in any sort of order so just whenever you feel like it, each make your own comments/threads, if you want your character to respond to a specific characters speech, then comment on that comment ( Read more... )

Ripley really needs to stop looking so shifty whenever he comes to the Conrad ( Read more... )

Martha Jones drives. Not that it's easy to drive on this side of the road.

Or while sitting in the lap of a bloody corpse.

Or while hyperventilating.

It's not that she means to have a panic attack, but it's better than crying, because crying blurs her vision. Makes it impossible to drive ( Read more... )

There is a man creeping around the basement.

Well, creeping isn't exactly the right phrase but he is trying very hard to remain unnoticed as he attempts to find the exit. His clothes and hair are ruffled and it looks as if he might have spent his evening in a broom closet or some place similar ( Read more... )

Martha Jones is in the medical room, drinking as much ice coffee as she possibly can to give her the energy to finish this. Ricky's folder. She's been staring at it since she came downstairs from cremating his body in the morgue, located out of town. A guardian angel, an old friend of Brando runs it and lets them use the crematorium. No one else ( Read more... )