Josef loves the dusk. The darkness settles in to cloak over the city and he has always welcomed what it brings. There are nights where he is aimless and nothing but a lonely drifter. No target to unleash... as if they're leaving a story there. Penance doesn't come to a man that doesn't seek it. That isn't the case with love that finds you anyway. Josef loves the dusk, but he is in love with the sun

Wes Gannon is looking for Rachel Conway. This is not surprising. She is his ward. And ever since that fateful week--he cannot get it out of his mind, it plays over and over and over until it's bleeding...like a creeper. Lex is hiding behind an alleyway. She has blood on her hands, and she is shaking. She killed her first Mark. There isn't much that she is saying, save for a string of I didn't mean to

((OOC: I don't think that's Chicago in that icon. XD But it's a city with a tree! This is slow timed for all eternity. Feel free to post into it at any time/make locked threads! Feel free to comment into...and continue on with life as if life hasn't just knocked them back on their ass with a giant metal bat, but because this is Chicago, surely someone will find a way to make something horrible. Enjoy

Phoebe Donovan woke up bright and early this Saturday. She is usually lazy about such things, but she is excited. Bean has come up with a fabulous idea and Phoebe intends to help! She wants to recruit...somehow came back to her when she thought it wouldn't. She hates what it represents now, and is contemplating throwing it into the water. She looks rattled and nervous, which is wholly unlike her

[backdated to the 15th] Robin Rice left Jo in the kitchen and went straight to Wyatt as he had planned. It was hard to yell and easy to be reprimanded. Eventually, he finds himself by the pier, sitting...apologize, but it's not as if she's watching where she's walking. Romeo is on the streets. Being a creeper. He finished a lovely meal rather recently. He can still taste her warm blood in his mouth

Josef Soltini dragged himself out of an alleyway fifteen minutes ago. He's got a black eye and he's noticeably limping as he makes his way back home. It has not been his day. He's currently on the phone... Most of the onlookers have wisely chosen to run in the opposite direction. Wes either has a death wish, or he's been in this kind of situation in the past. "You're one ugly sonuvabitch, aren't you?

(ooc: This is happening during the day on Tuesday. It's so totally Tuesday already, so there. :P) There are a few different people in the expanse of Grant Park. In one area, Dusty Baker has decided...left Maine. She misses it, a bit, mostly because of damned Harry Marshall, but she's gotten a lot of good material out of it, and she's counting that as a plus. All would be more than happy to chat