Nagi is in a small park near the foster house. He is not happy to be there, because he is responsible for making sure that three of the little horrors on the jungle gym don't end up horribly maimed while the fosterthing cooks dinner back at the house.

Topher walking near a club downtown he's going to later this evening. He doesn't feel any need ( Read more... )

Sarah Tapper is in the basement of the Conrad Hotel, with a guitar on loan from the music room, muddling her way through some chords on a sheet of notebook paper extracted from her backpack. She's pretty pleased with the setup down here, even if everyone's an adult, it seems like. It's comfortable, there's enough stuff to do to keep her from ( Read more... )

{Conrad Hotel Basement party thread!}The headwaitress at the Conrad hotel has seen an awful lot in her time working there. Angels, demons, shapeshifters, elementals who weren't aware they were elementals, and, on one particularly notorious occasion, an elemental who seemed to only be able to work with balsamic vinaigrette ( Read more... )

The Doctor at least manages to keep from bouncing over to the Conrad until the sun is up - possibly just because it's unlikely that anyone he wants to see will be around until it's not ridiculously early in the morning - but it's not long after sunrise that he shows up there and heads directly to the basement. Still not many people up, because ( Read more... )

Shilo's shaking as she runs out of the room, and she doesn't know where she's going, but anywhere away from him. Killer, murderer, repo man, and it all means the same thing, and she can't get that to coexist in her head with the word fatherHer breath is rasping in her throat as she stumbles down the dark hall, turns the corner and... something ( Read more... )

Sylar's been dealing with losing most of his powers. After a very long series of experiments in his room, he's been able to narrow it down to three remaining-- telekinesis, regeneration, and electricity. And, of course, the first and original. The hunger. It never goes away, does it? The need to know. All he'd wanted was to know who his birth ( Read more... )

In the strange and miraculously large Grant Park, across the street from the Conrad Hotel, a Rift opens. It's only open for a moment, and it brings a waft of an ocean breeze through it in the short time it exist ( Read more... )