One For Sorrow doesn't expect the highway. At the moment he feels the Alchemist's heavy fingers closing on his wingbones, he doesn't expected to get out at all ( Read more... )

April is out.

It's not like there isn't still danger, roaming the streets and all, but April is a pretty non-threatening person, at first glance. She's hardly five feet tall, slim, drowning in a too-large patched leather jacket, walking down the street barefoot, despite the cold. Hey, she's got boots! Slung over her shoulder.

She just doesn't ( Read more... )

It's Valentine's Day! ....And there are various people around Chicago who are not actually celebrating it for one reason or another, and someone who apparently is.

Juliet is taking a stroll through the park, huddled into a jacket. While it's not nearly as cold now as it has been recently, she's never lived anywhere that wasn't tropical her entire ( Read more... )

In The Kashtta Tower, Andy Mackenzie is trying not to be too consistently paranoid in her ward's direction and has decided to make herself a cup of calming tea in the kitchen. Her wings are out, held tight against her back to keep them from twitching.

Dmitri Lang has invaded the lounge, tucking herself into a corner with a worn copy of A Brief ( Read more... )

The Organization actually has a main base of operations. (It's not in a bank.) It's in one of the skyscrapers that just exist in bustling metropolises like Chicago, masquerading as some sort of megacorporation that people neither think about too much, nor question, unless you're the sort of person who, in general, questions why megacorporations ( Read more... )

[[OOC: Okay, kids. Have your Christmas Ball. ^^ Given that 'tis the season for traveling and holiday stress, you can probably expect the whole kaboodle to be slowtimed to Hell, but the important thing is that it's here for you to throw your kids in. Mix and mingle, make new friends, and have fun! Remember, this takes place on December 24, so any ( Read more... )

In the lobby of the Conrad, there is a Babel sprawled across a chair, reading a comic book. She's been out and about and has decided that she was cold enough (only having clothes fit for southern California and that big blue jacket which, while warm, isn't quite warm enough) and that it was time to hang out and see what passed through the ( Read more... )

Penny is carrying boxes of pamphlets. Three boxes to be exact. She's walking down a street in Chicago headed back to the Main Gauche with three boxes in her arms. It's a little difficult to navigate and even more difficult to see, but when she's put to a task, especially an important one, she gets it done ( Read more... )

In a Main Gauche sunroom, Andrew Wells is sitting upside down in a chair with his camera, rewatching old footage and snickering to himself. One of these days he's going to find some way to invest in a laptop and some video editing software and actually get this documentary off the ground ( Read more... )

In Grant Park, there is a red fox trotting along a path like he pretty much belongs there, but if you asked him (if you were really the sort of person who asked foxes questions), he'd say (if he could respond in this form and he pretty much can't) that he does belong here and you're a complete idiot for suggesting he doesn't. Aside from being in ( Read more... )