Angel came back from what was supposed to be recon and had turned into a one on five fight with a group of demons. He'd won, they'd lost, but now he was tired, dirty, and just wanted to shower and go to bed.

Okay, shower, sneak up to the fifth floor, then go to bed.

Point being he was in a wiped and grumpy mood when he heard -

*chitter*

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The Christmas decorations in the lobby had now been joined by colorful streamers, balloons, confetti, noisemakers, and of course glitter ( Read more... )

Angel was busy working at his desk. There were a few cases that were probably going to need his immediate attention.

Sun was up though, so not attention that was going to happen just this second.

[ooc: Open. At work but aroundish for a few hours]

Angel led Logan to his office then closed both doors and the window to the lobby for privacy.

"I mean nuts for Cal."

[ooc: locked to the vamp and the houseboy, though if they get loud it's possible folks in the lobby could hear them - muffled, but hear]

After chatting with Isabel Angel went downstairs to get some breakfast and catch up on work.

Any resemblance between him and a vampire who was trying to pretend that yesterday had never happened were entirely coincidental.

[ooc: open to all Hyperion folks]

After getting Cam settled in Angel decided to swing by his own room to futz with his hair freshen up.

He meant to be here for just a sec, really.

[ooc: for thems who so should not be in the same room together. Oh, wait, that doesn't narrow it down. Bel and Logan then.]

Being your own boss meant having days off whenever you wanted them.

It also meant being able to hide behind paperwork if you were hoping to avoid dealing with Callisto trying to stake you any remaining cleanup from the Christmas celebration large piles of work after the holidays were over ( Read more... )

The lobby of the Hyperion has been taken over by the Christmas spirit. The tree is lit up and sometime during the night a certain someone snuck down to add candy canes to the decorations. Presents of all shapes and sizes can be found underneath it ( Read more... )

Angel was in the lobby. He tried to sit still and look casual, but he kept jumping up to adjust an ornament on the tree, or study the garland that looped up the railing for the staircase, or to adjust the stockings that hung off the reception counter.

Sean, currently wearing a Santa hat, watched with bemusement.

[ooc: for folks who'll be at the ( Read more... )

( Hyperion hotel and room info, cut for flist love )