[ A few of Promenade's residents may recognize the area that Rebecca is sitting in as Tony Stark's workshop -- or at least, what was Tony Stark's workshop. It's bare of the Iron Man suits and everything else that was identifiable as belonging to Stark Industries, along with a few things that weren't. Rebecca is sitting in Tony's chair with a book ( Read more... )

[ When the feed opens, it might be strange to see Ichigo looking so...despondent. Even stranger? He's broadcasting from Lior's old Place of Solace. But just like any Place of Solace that remains after the owner is gone, there's something....off about it. Some vitality gone from the place. ]

...I think...I think Lioriley is gone.

[ He looks down, ( Read more... )

[It was a nice calm, sunny day in Il Promenade. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and all was...not entirely well. In the short time he was here, Cloud had gotten used to a fairly complacent and mostly polite local populace. Today however Cloud's sharp hearing and eyesight could pick up dark glares and muttered insults aimed at him as he ( Read more... )

That is one experience I'd prefer never to have again. I trust you've all recovered, or you are the road to. If I can help in any way, I'd like to know.

For those of you that are new to the city, welcome to Promenade.

[ Charles rubs his forehead. Thankfully his vision has returned. ]Now that things have settled down to some reasonable level, ( Read more... )

It's good to see the dust has settled and things are returning to as normal as this place seems to be. My lord has yet to return. I am beginning to wonder how long this will be.

Masden, a word, if you will.

S'everyone okay?

Seems like the city's half assed management crashes and burns every other week like a damn helicopter without a rotor blade.

I just wanna get a head count and make sure everyone survived impact without any head trauma.

[Private. (Hackable. Dean's not as good with electronics as Sam.)]Used to be about the underdogs ( Read more... )

[Sam turns on his PORTAL, looking around a little confused. His eyebrows furrow for a moment before realizing that hey he can't talk. What even.] Hey, uh, this might be a little weird to ask, but where am I? I didn't go to sleep here and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be feeling as good as I am now. [He pauses for a moment.] Does anyone know a Bobby ( Read more... )

[All is quiet at about 3AM in the middle of Promenade on the third most level of the eleventh housing building until an audible smack of the headboard against the wall of his bedroom can be heard and then another loud thud resounds as he takes a tumble to the floor out of his king sized mattress. His hand palms his temple after smacking his head to ( Read more... )

[The Portal flickers on, revealing a young man in the process of putting a leather jacket on. For a moment it seems he doesn't realize the Portal is on, as he runs a hand through his shock of blond hair. He paces in front of the bed for a moment, as if he's trying to calm himself down.

To a trained eye, it almost looks like flickers of red ghost ( Read more... )

( And here's the promised post of Noah busting down doors in the unnatural to get answers. )