Downfall RPG

Who: Juan and Taylor
Where: The kitchen
When: Morning

( she kind of hoped she didn't run into anyone )

Who: Jasper and Juniper (NPCs) and Corey
Where: The streets, then Corey's house, then the hotel
When: Morning

Jasper had already half filled his pockets with odds and ends. Verity wasn't that hard to figure out, in theory. He went where he could find things to tinker with. Sure, he was looking for those people who'd gone missing, but Jasper couldn't think of any particular reason following what looked like interesting bits of metal wouldn't work. What else would those people be looking for? Food, maybe, but the world had plenty of grocery stores near hardware stores, and then you could do two errands at once. He shoved a bit of broken bicycle chain into his sweatshirt pocket and straightened, head up. He might miss a sign of Verity. Or he might miss a monster. In preparation for that, he had a railroad spike and a snapped off bit of railing shoved into his belt. He glanced back at Juniper just for a moment before he turned his attention back on finding Verity. And damn, was he in trouble.

For her part, Juniper was only here because she followed Jasper. She didn't have any idea where they were going, or why they were going this way, or what was in Jasper's head at all, really. She just knew she hadn't wanted to be left alone in two big, empty suites with Rowan and Liah gone, and then Jasper leaving. He walked faster than she did, and she'd wound up having to scramble over and around things just to keep up. Really, she was starting to get a bit frustrated with it all, and more than a little cranky, and they'd really only been outside about an hour. Even the comparative joy of being outside, for once, had palled under their lack of water or snacks or even a few moments to rest.

Then there were the monsters. She really didn't think much about them, being a naturally brave sort of child, but when she actually saw one slinking down the sidewalk towards them, she froze in terror, perched on top of a car and completely exposed.

( Of the anti-hero type. )

Who: Rowan and Terry
Where: Wherever Terry might be!
When: Late afternoon

After checking in with Liah and the kids, getting his back rebandaged-- Liah was not very happy with him, though the hug he'd gotten from her had almost made up for the semi-panicked lecturing-- Rowan bounded back down the stairs on leftover adrenaline and the thrill of maybe-- maybe-- having a clue about the rest of their whereabouts. At least he could say his excursion had born a little fruit, even if they hadn't been able to find them, directly.

He wandered the fourth floor briefly, trying to remember the room number, but then gave up and headed down to the first floor, looking for Terry. He'd pretty much forgotten their not-quite-shouting-match from the night before, much more interested in what had happened since.

( An improvement. Nobody shouted. )