Put on your pretty lies / You're in the city of wonder [[ Open ]]

[hatsandespresso]

Characters: Neal, anyone who wants to follow him, some unexpected guests
Time: After sunset, Tuesday
Location: Hard Rock Hotel to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra and then Undertown
Content: As if disappearing hotels weren't enough to contend with, now the underground is acting up for some mysterious reason...
Format: Prose/action
Warnings: The usual.

Comments

Well, we wanted more CR, so I'll throw her in

[legallygreen]

It was night, so quiet and blanketed by snow that sometimes Jennifer felt deaf. She loved the feeling though, like she was cupped in the hands of the world, when everything else seemed so out of line. Her hands were stuffed in the pockets of her white wool coat, her long hair pulled back in a bun at the nape of her neck

[hatsandespresso]

He knew it was close, could feel the calling of the others and knew their presence as well as he knew his own. And all he had to promise the pawn was the capture of the white rabbit - that blue-eyed girl that was always on his mind.

He didn't acknowledge the woman that called out to him - another of those silly pawns. He brushed passed her, continuing on to his destination. Let the others in this city deal with her - there were enough monsters roaming in the street to deal with one measly pawn.

[legallygreen]

"Neal?"

He walked past her as if she were not even there. Jennifer reached out as he brushed past her, touching his arm. There was something wrong with him, maybe something that was effected by the building disappearing. Worried, she tried to get him to stop, though she was much smaller than the man.

"Neal, stop. What's wrong?"

[hatsandespresso]

Stupid little insignificant bitch, how dare she attempt to stop him? He could easily get rid of this pest now, and be on his way, but then he remembered - there were other plans. He had been told to remain as inconspicuous as possible, and it hard worked so far.

No need to have the plan fall apart now...

Neal faltered in his step, blinking down at Jennifer's hand on his arm and then looking back at her. It took a moment for him to collect his thoughts, and even when he did, he still looked slightly dazed.

"Jennifer? What are you doing out here?"

Later

[hatsandespresso]

It was an hour before dawn, and it was clear that no one in the church had rested peacefully. Despite the quiet safety that the grand walls provided, there was a lurking danger just beyond those doors, a darkness that lurked at the windows and diminished the light of the stained glass windows. It may have been a place of faith and power inside, but a nightmare lay just a few dozen feet away.

Neal shifted restlessly, in the throes of a nightmare of his own - he hadn't woken up ever since their arrival in the church.

Jamie was curled up one of the pews, knees to his chest. He didn't look tired, but every so often, his chin would slowly lower down onto his chest.

[legallygreen]

Jennifer was still sitting on the floor with Neal's head in her lap. The wound on her side had slowly grown closed, the ones on her back and shoulder having been covered with fresh tissue. The one in her side still pulled painfully when she moved though. Reaching down, she untied the scarf that had been wrapped so painfully around her waist.

There, the blood was dry and obscured what looked like a wound that had been healing for days instead of hours. She sighed softly and leaned back, trying to soothe Neal with a gentle hand on his forehead. No help yet, but she had tried to contact people outside. The oppressive darkness was getting to them all though.

"Someone is coming." She said softly, perhaps to reassure Jamie, perhaps to reassure herself.

[doomedtheworld]

Vin was afraid.

Sometime during the hours of waiting she had sat down against the wall and pulled her knees up, resting her arms on them. Exhaustion pressing down on her, she'd found her mind wandering back to her "fight" with the Inquisitor. It was only the second time since she'd discovered her powers that she'd faced something she couldn't defeat and couldn't escape from. Her pewter was gone and she had only specks of her steel and iron remaining, nothing that would do her any good in a fight and that man, that thing was still out there waiting for the chance to make its move

[hatsandespresso]

Despite Jennifer's attempts to chase away the nightmares with a soothing touch, it didn't seem to work - Neal's brow furrowed, anguish lining his face as a soft word slipped past his lips, barely audible.

Kate.

Jamie rested his chin on his knees and shivered. "I know. I just...is it dawn yet?"