i want to be in bryant park hotel [active, open]

[inmyothertights]

Characters: Billy Superpowers Wiccan, and anyone passing through the Bryant Park Hotel lobby who's liable to pay attention to a flash of blue light and the sudden presence of a teenager in a cloak and tights.
Content: Having previously been shut up in an empty and partially destroyed apartment building a fair way from anything civilised, Billy

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[breakyourfinger]

Rorschach was on his way home to that apartment he had lived in in the alternate New York he came from. After spending the entire night getting very little out of the scant residents of the city, his path took him past the Bryant Park Hotel. He was as concerned as someone of his particular outlook could be. He could find nothing on his previous comrades. Even with an extra 20 years, he had expected at least one or two of them to still be around. After all, one of them was said to be indestructible and appeared to not have aged a day since he gained his abilities. But he could not even find so much as a news clipping that mentioned them. The idea of an alternate universe was starting to become more substantial, and it was not one he wanted to be true. He had few friends. He did not want them to be gone as if they had never existed

[sky_courtesan]

The light attracted Inara's attention from over by the fireplace, where she had been curled up with a hot cup of tea and a book she had managed to borrow from one of the hotel's other residents. Curiousity getting the better of her, she rose to her feet and walked towards the lobby... only to see a strangely-dressed young man surrounded by a glowing blue light appear. Behind him, a darkly-cloaked man with the strangest of faces walked in from the street.

By now, Inara was used to the strange folk that seemed to be drawn to this city, and the two newcomers didn't really shock her by their appearance. She only paused for a moment, and then smiled kindly. "It seems as if this hotel is a hub for activity."

[inmyothertights]

Billy didn't think he'd been so pleased to see strangers for quite a long time. The masked guy was a little unnerving, sure, but maybe that was just because he hadn't said anything yet.

At least the woman seemed friendly. He smiled back at her, slightly awkwardly, and shrugged. "That's what I heard," he said, shooting another cautious glance towards the man with the mask before looking back at Inara. "The rest of the city's kind of ... activity-less, isn't it?"

[breakyourfinger]

Though the masked man agreed with the two, he did not mention it. His head turned toward the woman. The manner in which he regarded her was difficult to discern through the material of the mask, under those shifting black and white symmetrical patterns. But he did not linger long on her. He'd get to her if he needed to, but not just yet. The one on his feet was of more interest to him