We didn't start the fire [[ Open!! ]]

[secondcity_npc]

Characters: Everyone in Chicago and the mysterious Postman
Time: Monday evening
Location: Feinburg Theatre
Content: The people behind “Chicago” finally give up some answers.
Format: Poster’s choice
Warnings: None
Mod Note: Because of the nature of this log, there is NO tag order. Feel free to break off into smaller groups for discussion and

Comments

[notphlegm]

Having been here from day one, Fleur was not going to pass this opportunity up. Her outfit was a sleek blue jacket, long pants and a pair of nice, sensible heels. Instead of the wand being tucked in her purse or anything, it was held firmly in her hands... She inhaled a deep breath and took a seat in the middle orchestra section. She was anxious... just as she was sure the rest of Chicago was at about this time.

[theblackstaff]

Ebenezar walked in slowly. The constant rain was bad on his joints, and he felt a sense of anticipation, familiarity about this place. Maybe it was his Sight, or just the knowledge that they were finally getting some answers, but he walked in slowly, his staff in hand, and nodded a friendly greeting to the nervous blonde young lady in the orchestra section.

"Evening, miss."

[notphlegm]

Fleur smiled politely that the elderly man. "Bonsoir, monsieur," she replied lightly. Her fingers still held her wand in a death grip and although she was smiling, her mind was running through all the spells she knew... And all the spells that may be helpful should things go awry.

She crouched as though to stand and smiled a little more. "Would you care to sit or did you already have a seat in mind? I do not mind moving over..."

[theblackstaff]

He waved away her offer and shook his head. "Thank you for the offer, miss, but don't get up on my account," he answered. Ebenezar gestured with the length of solid oak in his hand at the rest of the room. "Reckon I should talk to some folks first, check the room to make sure it ain't full of unexpected surprised 'fore I take a seat. Just wanted to make sure you were alright. Heard you were one of those folks that got hurt bad when that creature came through a couple months ago."

NPCing Kitten with Tri's permission.

[godofcologne]

Walking into the theatre gave Thomas an uncomfortable sense of deja vu. Physically, it was little like the Deeps had been. For one thing, it wasn't carved out of rock, and didn't have a gaping chasm sitting in the back for disposing of bodies. Nor did his father sit in state on the White Throne. But the stark ambiance, the artful lighting, the oppressive silence that waited heavy with ominous anticipation? That was just like the Deeps had been

[zeevofbristol]

George wasn't sure what to think of all this. But between the box, and those Fae visitors, he certainly wanted more information. He slowly walked in, taking in who had already arrived. Well, there were a few familiarities about, but he didn't know the two knew each other.

"So, any news yet? No?" He asked as he strolled up and looked to find a seat.

[godofcologne]

Skysong settled against his shoulder, for the moment seemingly content to watch, as Thomas turned towards the sound of a familiar voice. "Just that the atmosphere is overwrought," he answered easily, one hand resting unconsciously on the hilt of the cavalry saber. "Oh and we haven't blown up yet, but that might change if they chain the doors shut."

[zeevofbristol]

George sat down in a chair, and pinched the bridge of his nose as he snarked, "Yes well how refreshing to be seeing the bright side of things."

[vanillaanddeath]

Juliet hovered in the back of the theatre uncomfortably, sticking to shadows instead of joining the rest of whoever showed up. Her conversation with Clare still had her on edge, had her doubting that she'd be accepted. She'd been run out of plenty of cities because of her parents before, but this was one that she couldn't be run out of... She had no where to run. And she hadn't done anything wrong except for existing as a vampire.

She chewed anxiously on her thumb's nail, watching the room carefully. They were promised answers, that's really the only reason she came.

[wanderlustroad]

Riku silently slipped into the theatre, glancing around for Sora and Kairi. When he spotted neither of them, he quietly sank into one of the chairs behind a somewhat familiar blonde girl. Being far enough off to the side gave him a good view of all the exits just in case something required an immediate evacuation.

He felt Way to the Dawn hovering just on the edge of his reach, ready to call it forth in case he needed it.

[vanillaanddeath]

Juliet hated that someone was now behind her... Her entire reasoning had been so she could stay away from the others. But if it was just one person... She put her hand down and glanced over her shoulder long enough to flash him a tight-lipped smile, careful not to show any of her teeth, much less her fangs.

"Hey."

Because it would be rude to not say anything at all.

[wanderlustroad]

Maybe he had seen her around the Blackstone before. Still, he couldn't put a name to the face and instead gave a curt, almost impolite nod to her greeting.

"Hey."

[huntingmemory]

Yeah, no way was Sam going to let this go by without showing up. He had his journal and a pen, picking a seat at the front so that he could stretch out his legs. It was nice to have the leg room. He wanted to know what was going on and hopefully this would lead somewhere.

[chosenfreedom]

Dean only went along with heading to the front because it meant a clear shot if needed. Otherwise, he would have preferred being toward the back. Brief eyeroll at his nerd of a brother as he sighed and slouched in his seat.

[huntingmemory]

Sam elbowed Dean. Because Dean was there and sighing. "Come on, man. They're actually going to answer some questions. This is kind of important."

[renegadeamazon]

It wasn't Sam that caught her attention, but Dean - after all, it wasn't easy to forget his fighting prowess after their run-in with the vampires. She approached the two, perching on the arm of one of the chairs and placing her feet in the actual seat.

"You'll have to fill me in," she said, catching the end of their conversation.

[venusloveshock]

Minako had found a dagger. A dagger was not the Legendary Sword... But it was better than walking in without any protection at all. Without the comfort of Venus. She tucked it, sheathed into her boot and held the strongest cup of coffee she could find in her hand. To get to the dagger easier, she made sure to wear knee high boots and a skirt... The less fumbling the better.

She flopped into one of the seats and rested her cheek on her hand, anxiously waiting, but too tired to worry any more than she was.

[notthatjason]

Jason walked into the theater. He didn't know what to expect from this. Honestly, ever since his memories had been taken by Hera he had gotten used to being somewhat clueless. Since coming to Chicago he felt even MORE clueless. Nothing operated by the rules he was used to, but, then again, back home the rules were falling apart anyway thanks to Gaia waking up.

He took a minute to look around. The theater wasn't quite packed yet but he imagined it would fill up fairly quickly. As far as he knew EVERYONE wanted answers to this mess. He spotted a familiar girl a few rows down and walked towards her. She looked exhausted and he knew he couldn't look much better. The operation in the park had taken a lot out of him, but he'd made it out alive. He wondered why Minako looked so exhausted though. There were no longer any nightmares and she hadn't helped (although he wouldn't mention it, he figured that might be a sore spot).

"Hey, this seat taken?" he asked.

[venusloveshock]

Minako let out a large yawn and sipped the coffee, in her vain attempt to stay awake. She had zoned out for a bit, seeing no reason to pay attention when it was just everyone showing up. So when she heard the voice, she almost jumped in her spot and spilled the coffee.

Almost. She was too tired to be startled, really. She looked up at him and sat up a little, smiling slightly. "Not that I know of. Hey."

[notthatjason]

"Great." He plopped down into the seat next to her. He'd left the ax back at the hotel but had other weapons on him. He was too tired to lug that thing around and he really hoped this would go over smoothly. Still, he couldn't just walk in unprepared.

After settling in the seat he shifted to talk to Minako. "So...worried about what's going to happen?"