The vampire is curled up on the couch in the bookstore Antique Literature. It was, of course, one of the first things in Xanadu to catch his eye, and once he'd gotten past his initial disorientation and reassured himself he can go back and forth at will (look, he's actually getting used to this sort of thing), it was the bookstore that pulled him ( Read more... )

It is the rare occasion a countess of Xanadu actually visits the city. Once upon a time, she visited the lands her estate overlooked quite frequently; it was a sign of a good ruler, impeccable care for the helpless peasants, but that was once upon a time. There are no peasants now, no politics, no war, just self-sustaining people. Elizabeth misses ( Read more... )

When Harvestman was alive, there used to be a jagged scar that stretched along the inside of his left upper arm. It didn't resemble anything, as far as anyone could tell and even if he pointed it out, nobody would really be able to see it but him. He knew what it meant though. They shouted it at him enough to get the point across when they tried to ( Read more... )

There's a special part of the City which conforms to the typical Nexus standard of 'the auditorium', generally reserved for asking and answering questions, since Nexuses like being live-action advice columns, apparently. Xanadu is no exception and its amphitheatre, located in the agora, provides people with ample opportunity to receive advice from ( Read more... )

In Xanadu proper, there is a luxurious manor home recently appropriated by two somewhat exceptional women. Since arriving with a cavalcade of hastily acquired help carrying in furniture and belongings, the pair have been sighted mostly only rarely, and most often in the afternoons and evenings- it seems at least one of the Countesses keeps ( Read more... )