3/5 - Leicester Square

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Various members of the school trip are on a pub crawl... or rather, a hunt for the Watcher's Council, 14 Leicester Square.

They've gotten a tip from a crystal ball, and are looking for a sign.

And possibly? Tweed.


[play not to start until 5:45pm EST]

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[chasingangela]

"Really?" Angela said, a little dubious. But Pippi seemed so sure...

"Let's go," she said, and began shouldering her way through the crowd in the square to the door of the pub.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory followed her, and tried not to choke too badly on the smoke. "Oh dear God, the fumes." She glanced around at the group. "Directions, yes? Who do we ask?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Bartender." Parker stood still, and her head fell back, and she sighed happily, inhaling the nic fumes. "Give me a minute."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor coughed a little, and squinted as a particularly nasty cloud blew into his eyes. "Hey, watch it, please!" he called to whoever had blown the smoke.

[fh_extras]

"Sorry kid." Says a gravely English voice. This guy looks like a better looking version of that grumpy fireman who works at the Fandom Clinic.

"Would you like one of mine?" he asks Parker. A pack of silk cuts is held out to Parker.


[[ooc: Vic, you green?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker sent her friends a furtive look, and made gimme-fingers at the guy. "Oh yes. Hi. Please."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia put up a hand to try to block Parker. He'd seen this guy earlier in Camden Market, and he'd seemed pretty . . . off, then.

"Better not," he said calmly, then turned to Constantine. "She's trying to quit."

Yes, he's risking the wrath of Parker, but you don't accept cigarettes from guys who talk to thin air.

[fh_extras]

The man pulls out one for himself and lights up.

"Good for her. Nasty habit."

He gives Victor the once over, but doesn't seem to be taken aback by his appearance.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker snarled, then got herself under control. "Thanks for the offer," she said, inhaling the air again. She cocked her head to the side. "Is this place always like this?"

[fh_extras]

He looks over his shoulder at the crowded pub. People are pressed together and have to jostle around to get anywhere.

You can't be in here without bumping into another person.

"Nah, it's usually not this dead."

[soldtoarmenians]

"It's no Willy-the-Snitch's-Place, I'll tell you that," Xander said, joining them. "You may get a better class of smoky bar here than in Sunnydale, but I can't get near the bartender, much less shake down information out of him."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor noticed the once over and smiled back, then listened to the conversation.

[fh_extras]

The guy cocks his head at the smiling kid.

"You're pretty young for that much skin work kid. Your mum and dad know what you're doing yourself?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me?" Victor asked, confused.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I totally forgot to disguise him, so yeah, he's still green. Oops. :p]

[fh_extras]

[[ooc: No that's good, you've just run into the guy who'll look at a green Vic and not assume he's a demon. :)

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Oh yeah, huh? *loves you for the cameo*]

[chasingangela]

Something about the smoking man makes the hair on the back of Angela's neck rise. Or maybe not him, but something ... around him?

She decides it's just all the weirdness around her affecting her brain and closes her eyes, taking a few deep breaths to center herself. The smoke sends her into a coughing fit, which almost chases away thoughts of the smoking man.

Almost.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You okay?" Parker thumped Angela on the back, and noticed the look she was sending the smoker. "What's wrong?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory also shot a concerned look at Angela, going to her other side. "That guy's kinda creepy, huh?" she said quietly.

[chasingangela]

"Yeah," Angela said, swallowing, hurting her throat. "Kinda."

"But I'm fine," she added quickly. "I just don't like the smoke."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Anything in particular, or just the air of slept-on-the-street?" Parker asked. Then inhaled the air again. "God, I'm going to get re-addicted just standing here."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory had pulled her scarf up to cover her mouth, and her eyes were watering. "Should we get water or something to drink?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter took a deep breath. Who needed a cigarette? She put her hands on Victor's hips and guided him farther into the pub toward the bar. "The bartender should be helpful. For a tip."

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor let himself be lead, and when they reached the bar he ordered a soda. He was surprised when he wasn't given any ice to go with it, and asked Walter about it.