O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been to you...

[secondcity_mods]

Characters: John, George, Sora, and Grimalkin
Time: Late Monday evening
Location: Outside the Hard Rock Hotel
Content: The Queen of Air and Darkness’s spokescreature is roaming about and meets a werewolf, a wanderer, and a messiah. Hilarity ensues?
Warnings: None.
Format: Poster’s choice

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[zeevofbristol]

George adjusted his coat around himself before heading down the stairs. The new moon was in the past, and his senses were sharpening again. More gradual here than they usually do though. Still it meant he had to scout for safe places to go to lock himself up before the next full moon here. So far he hadn't had much luck as of yet.

He walked outside, zipping up against the cold, and was about to pick a direction to walk when he spied something in the dim light.

[skylit_torch]

Sora had heard that people were staying at more than one hotel in the area, although he wasn't sure why. Wasn't it safer if everyone was together instead of spread out over the city? Granted, the two hotels were only a handful of blocks away from each other, but still. They were stronger together than they were apart.

Curiosity had sent him north, to see this other hotel that everyone kept mentioning but he had never seen. He was nearly there when he saw a young man with sad-looking eyes moving out of his destination - maybe he knew about the people who lived here.

He was about to call out a greeting when he noticed the man's gaze had stopped on something nearby the hotel, a strange shape sitting in the dark. Sora stopped in midstep when he caught sight of yellow-green eyes glinting in the dim light. Immediately, he thought of the Shadows and the Neo-Shadows, waiting to launch themselves at unsuspecting victims... feeding on their hearts.

He began to run towards the man. "Hey, watch out!"

[thewordsknight]

John had paused in the street outside the hotel, his approach stalled at the sense of... something hovering at the edge of his senses. It wasn't a demon, or at least not the same kind of demon he was used to from his home but it gave off a definite sense of danger. Something he would have to approach carefully.

Then everything exploded into motion. A young man stepped out of the hotel seconds before a boy with spiky hair gave a shout and ran forward. Not good at all, the last thing they wanted to do was provoke this creature.

"Wait!" He called out, limping forward to hopefully put himself between the boy and the creature in case he intended to charge it.

[secondcity_npc]

The creature - obviously feline now that the three of them moved closer to it - flicked its tail, unruffled by the commotion.

Slowly it rose with the easy and careless grace that was signature to all felines and moved out of the shadows, eyes still glinting in the streetlights. As it did so, the temperature outside of the hotel seemed to dive even more, a sheen of ice beginning to cover everything with faint popping noises.

"I have come at the command of my Queen."