Dec. 28th, 2014

10. video;

Dec. 28th, 2014 10:32 am
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[ Here's Walter, looking supremely awful. His skin is nearly paper white, the lines on his face and especially his neck have darkened considerably, and all traces of red have faded from his hair. At least he isn't bleeding? Always look on the bright side and all that. ]

So, ah...

[ A lot has been going on lately in Locke City. There's obviously a ton of things to discuss. Important things. Things that are clearly weighing on his mind. ]

Does anyone have any experience with... with dyeing hair?

[ Orrrr he could just talk about his hair. ]

Really... really... really really dark hair? It -- I know it's dumb, and it probably wouldn't even look good. I was just. You know. Wondering.
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Who: The American Secretary of Defense, numbered, and two surprise guests.
What: An important meeting.
When: 28th
Where: An expensive meeting room in downtown Locke.

The numbered have been told to meet the Secretary of Defense in a conference hotel in downtown Locke City, and are lead upstairs by two discreetly armed body guards and a young man in a suit who introduces himself as working for the city government. All three remain in the background once they enter an expensive looking meeting room on the top floor of the hotel. The Secretary is already there, together with a middle-aged woman, greets them and explains that they are waiting for one more person before they can begin. He then proceeds to ask them about the going-ons, both in general and a bit more personally. He expresses his regret for out of hand the whole situation has become, yet "...I trust in General Terrence Miller to keep the situation stable and safe from now, and we hope that the city's well-being can be handed back into the hands of a restructured police force in January. I am told that it has been a bit difficult to hire policemen and -women from other cities to come here, but that they wish to replace a good number of officers before everything resumes as usual. Taking the evil by the root, so to speak."
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Who: Anthony Sparado and NPC Luca
What: Painting L's boarding school/base
When: Some time on the 28th
Where: Willow Bridge Boarding Academy, Locke
Warnings: Not really any at the moment

I don't like walking around this old and empty house )
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[12/28, afternoon | closed: Winter, Lily]

That afternoon, Lily saw her life flash before her eyes. Again. )

[12/29, afternoon | open]

Contrary to popular belief (well, not really), casinos actually do have real hotel functions. Like ballrooms. As a result, a modestly-sized room is reserved for the day, set with a buffet serving line and several sets of tables and chairs. The sign on the door assigns the room to "Winter Adamas" with the caption of "private function" below. And promptly at 3:45 PM, the door is propped open. Soft music is drifting out, mostly less-offensive tunes, although the occasional anime track or rock song comes on and Winter hastily pulls her phone out of her pocket to advance past it.

Said young woman is dressed fairly normally for her, if just a little dressier than usual, in a silky blue top with a long, dark skirt. Mercifully, she's in high spirits, and is flitting about everywhere keeping up with people. Raquel is floating along behind her, struggling to keep up with her pace but seeming to enjoy himself, not really joining in conversations but just content to see his partner happy. And she is, visibly. Nothing's really going wrong, things haven't exploded lately, she might be able to go back to her house soon...

...and then there's the matter of the ring glistening on her left hand that was most definitely not there a month ago. She's aware it's capturing attention, but at this point, she doesn't care. Not after yesterday. So as new people drift in, she'll make her way over to greet them, but in general, Winter is enjoying her birthday together with her friends, and soaking up the feeling. She'd sent out invites, and she was hoping beyond hope that as many people as she could manage would show up. But even if they didn't, they were with her in spirit. That would be enough for her. Not that it would keep her from wanting everyone to come.