Café de Nuit

The woman nods, all semblance of joy gone at once from her face. "You did well to avoid the camp last night. I thank you, and commend you, for that. Please, sit. This might take some while." Oliver stands by, mostly supporting Christine, but barely hiding his curiosity. Before he can ask a...

It takes a few minutes until someone comes to meet them. An old woman with an air of authority, that Christine recognizes from their previous visit. She smiles, but in a mysterious, not too warm, way: "Ah, Cristine! And Oliver as well. It is early, is it not? What brings you here?" =======...

Niles enjoys the early hours when the school is mostly silent. While students can still lazy in their beds, he must make ready for the morning prayer, but allows himself some time to write a private letter. He considers whether he should write about the events at the College. After writing the lette...

Sorry, I was totally overwhelmed this weekend and I did not have time for anything here.
I'll try to post early this week, Alastor.

The food is good. Not exceptional, but hearty and tasty, and due to the late hour it satisfies the two students. Without anything remarkable happening in the room, and without anyone else interfering with them, they go back to the room as soon as they're done. The next morning they wake up early, as...

Oliver blushes as soon as he understands the meaning in Christine's words. Then, he says "I assure you, Christine, I have no such intentions! Let the woman think what she wants, but please keep your act. Maybe she has a keen eye, but not everyone does. And now let's go down, I'm famished. Did y...

About 10 minutes pass after the woman leaves the room. Oliver wanders a bit around the bar after he sees her come down, but at no sign of Christine, he decides to go up to the room and knocks on the door.

"Erm... Rob? Dinner is ready. Are you coming down?"

Hi Alastor,

thank you for posting. Yes, I have been mostly waiting for AG, and that is why I did not want to advance the clock to the next day. Glad you are still on board. =D.
And thanks for that.

Oliver opens the door, and a woman enters. She is maybe in her late forties, but it's hard to say. A hard life have probably aged her faster than her years. She asks to see Christine's foot and look at her swelling. She takes a moment longer looking at her soft smooth skin, and gives a small chuckle...

Oliver and Christine enter the room, on the first floor, to find it well set and welcoming. There's two beds in the room, the one close next to the left wall, the other opposite it, by a window giving over the street. There is a small stove with embers still lit, that has warmed the room. "Well...

I noticed now it's my turn to post, but I am going through a busy time in real life. Might take a few days to post.

All right, guys, we have lost Tarlyn, so the game is now down to 2 players, waiting on Rafael to join in and bringing it back to three. Given that all characters were leading three different scenes, the loss of Steve is not crucial just yet, but George will be orphan for a while or for ever. There's...

"So, okay. Thanks Alma." George smiles. "I doubt she'd know anything about werewolves, Alma. You know that dead boy, he had imself a medallion or somethin o tha like. It had some kind of I dunno, I guess symbol or somethin." George tries to remember it and describes it to Alma. &...

The barman nods and winks, sealing his part in the conspiracy. "Won't tell a word. Here's yer keys, just go up those stairs when yer ready and take the last door on the left. Room 3. Food'll be ready in half an hour. Margot will go up to yer room when she can." He then ignores Christine an...