The music has been told, in no uncertain terms, that it has worn out its welcome in this place.
somebody better go and find the chief of police
But it wouldn't be itself if it didn't stick around for just a little longer. That group's put so much work into forming its band, after all. It wouldn't be fair on them to only manage one night of ( Read more... )

There is a stage set up in the lobby. A stage with lights, musical equipment, speakers ( Read more... )

River is sitting on a table, legs danging over the edge, a large drum between her knees.
Steady as the beating drum
After trying and failing to get back to Serenity, to share the music with the ones that matter most, she's doing the next best thing -- sounding out a fitting song.
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, a long, long way from home
( Read more... )

Carl's downstairs, looking for someone who knows Regulus.
Because Regulus has been in the computer lab for a solid week - without eating anything or stopping to sleep, as far as Carl can tell - and that's not normal for him. So he was hoping to find someone who could talk some sense into him ( Read more... )

Peter is somewhat surprised when his Music Appreciation studying is interrupted by a man in jeans and a sweatshirt.

"Oh, honey, please tell me that you don't have the bug."

Peter blinks. "What bug?"

"Oh, thank God."

Peter blinks. "The question still stands. What bug?"

[ooc: Peter Simons and Angel at a table. Tag one or tag both! Two muns in ( Read more... )

It's been a long day for Harriet. A very, very long day. So when she walks into the Inn for the second time tonight, she just stares at it for a second. She should turn and walk back out, because if Matt's still in here ( Read more... )

There is a rock star in the Inn. He's not usually a rock star, granted, but, you know, things change.
Swaying to the rhythm of the new world order...
Jack is sitting on a table, one leg tucked up underneath him, the other dangling over the edge as he plays his guitar. Every note, every melody, is perfect, and beautiful, and enough to break your ( Read more... )

Angel's on his usual couch by the fire, with a notebook.
Unlike some people, there are no lyrics involved here. Unless they come up as a plan for driving the music out, anyway ( Read more... )

Kitty Pryde hasn't managed to be infected by the music just yet. Thankfully, she's been able to keep well out of the way of that. Then again, she has found herself arguing with a certain, very disagreeable Time Lord recently. So don't mind her if she seems a bit off. Camping out on the couch with a book is her way of making herself feel better. Who ( Read more... )

Angel can sense the weirdness in the Inn. It's a vampire thing ( Read more... )