When archangels go to war, it doesn't tend to be in Romana's typical sleek sedans with tinted windows. More often, it's in vans - large, windowless, capable of holding a good-sized group of archangels and their weaponry. An obscene number of these vans are now pulling up around the Main Gauche, doors swinging open and angels with a variety of large ( Read more... )

The basement lobby is full of archangels, most of them armed to the teeth. These are archangels moving to war, and not just a small operation with fifteen mostly-kids against a group of humans. These are archangels on the hunt, out for demon blood, and while there's the unmistakable feeling of unease in the air after last night, no one's willing to ( Read more... )

This is not a situation that Vincent really wants to be in. This is every time he's come running to stop Romana from doing something he wanted to believe she'd regret later dialed up to two hundred. A good captain wouldn't question the motives and morality of his general. A good captain would stand and take it just as he's been doing, but he ( Read more... )

Nick is sitting in the basement of the station, by the morgue very few people know about and the cells even fewer do. He's got a little desk, here, stocked with his own idiosyncratic paperwork - there's no official policy concerning what he does, here, so he's had to make due on his own ( Read more... )

Aubrey's sitting in the Skid, as per usual. Not 'as per usual', xe's clean and dressed in clothing that fits and xe's actually combed xes hair, not just run xes fingers through it and called it good. Xe's packed up everything xe owns into the back of the Skid, and is sitting with xes computer on xes lap, feet on the dash ( Read more... )

[[OOC: Party thread of awesome, guys! This operates on the same scale as all of our party threads in the past. For those of you don't remember or weren't here. See the following threads. Those of you who have archangels waiting in the wings can fill free to tag in and chat amongst your fellows. Those of you have kids already in the basement can ( Read more... )

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... )

Tay Barnam hasn't seen the local First Angel since shortly after her birthday, when she ran into Elashte and... had the whole thing blow up in her face ( Read more... )

The basement has been rather quiet since most of the Wanderers moved out. Egon doesn't mind; he doesn't really get the whole crowds thing anyway. Though he feels a foreign pang of regret that Eloi left with the others, he's not sure how he feels about having a son. He's grateful for the chance to reflect on it, if nothing else. So, of course, he's ( Read more... )

The woman who stumbles into the Rift room in the basement of the Conrad was, quite frankly, expecting someplace else. Expecting a bar, with a man she'd just met behind her, where they could quietly discuss the fact that this man catches aliens for a living ( Read more... )