Gwen is a bit excited, truth be told, to be out of the Conrad's basement. She's nervous, of course, considering she and John are running reconnaissance on a rather dangerous (if poorly organized) organization that has a grudge against Romana. But still, she's helping, and getting information on this organization so they can decide how best to ( Read more... )

There are two small blonde girls slinking into the Main Gauche after dark. Annie has been gone since last night, and she's not entirely sure she really wants to go back to her room and have Becky ask where she's been, if she even noticed. So she ends up in the hallway, frowning at the door to her and Becky's apartment like something might bite her ( Read more... )

Gwen caught the news. About the bank and the mayor. And while this isn't her world, she's affected by the things that happen in this world, and this has her worried

She's in the back of the cafeteria in the Conrad basement, pacing, and trying not to feel useless.

She really hates this place. Really.

PC Cooper has been doing her best to get acclimated to this new world she's found herself in. It's been difficult, but she's been managing. She has no job, no money, and two changes of clothing (one kindly provided by one of the angels), but... well, she's trying.

It's proving difficult. She wants Rhys. She wants to go home. And she wants, if ( Read more... )

Gwen has been reading through the journals from the past six months or so, all day today. She's locked out of a lot of posts, but also included in a lot, being a wanderer (an accurate enough term, she supposes, but she feels more like a refugee) and a resident, if only temporarily, of the Conrad basement ( Read more... )

The woman who stumbles into the Rift room in the basement of the Conrad was, quite frankly, expecting someplace else. Expecting a bar, with a man she'd just met behind her, where they could quietly discuss the fact that this man catches aliens for a living ( Read more... )