EL CORAZON BUILDING - 103 / THE CONCERT HALL

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

This fairly large room is where concerts were once held. The ceiling is about 15 feet high from the main floor, and the only daylight comes from small windows that barely illuminates a thing. Braziers and candles and such light the rest. These people live like cavemen.

The short open hall at the north opens into 102 / THE SMALL BAR. The northeast side of the room has a long, large elevated area for viewing the stage, though large pillars obstruct that view somewhat. At the north end of the elevated area is a window to the snackbar in the small bar area.

The northwest side of the room houses the main stage. To the right of it, there's a door to 100 / THE SERVICE HALL. To the southeast corner of the room, there's a ramp down to another disused main entrance that was boarded over.

The southwest side of the room has a large bar and lounge, separated from the rest of the room by a short wall. Behind the bar is a door to 104 / THE KITCHEN, and outside the short wall nearby is another door to the service hall.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

They arrived at their ultimate destination. Little groups of people lounged about all over the place.

Tarina-
"This is it! Anyone you'd want to see is in here."


Kenny-
"Cool, man. Where's the boss?"

It's the motherflippin' Jordan Tran, dawg.

Jordan-
"You're back! We were worried about you."

[DKender]

Alex stopped himself from pushing Kenny aside. Instead, he politely stepped next to him and crossed his arms to further avoid temptation.

"Worried, Sir? Did you hear about the monster raid a couple weeks ago? Yeeeah, that was bad, all right. Our building got trashed by HUNDREDS of zombies, ghosts, ceiling ghosts, uber ghosts, demons ... urgh. Good thing our resident conun-u-drum Grandfather Luke chased them off with le graal. That's what we call his magical book. Well. That's what I call his magical book. But you probably know ALL about magic, huh?"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

He tried to take it down a notch. Kenny let Alex do his thing.

Jordan-
"Hey there, fella, one thing at a time for the old folks! Haha. Yes, Sandy and Sonya came here about a week ago and told us about the attack. We didn't get too much specific information, but we knew a few people had died. I'm glad to see it wasn't you, but I'm sad for the fallen, of course."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Lots of small groups were gathering and throwing informal greetings or friendly smiles at the posse. Of note:

Kat-
"Alex and Micah! Awesome!"

[DKender]

Friends! His three-fold information gathering mission veered off course.

"You guys! You guuuuys! Buenas tardes, Kat! Ave Satanas, Kyle. Oh, just a disclaimer: I no longer do Satanism. Personally, limiting my philosophy to the self obscured a bigger picture. We need to understand the force that mummy boy woke up, like, good and bad. Yin and yang. It's frustrating, though. No comprendo the world before all this, when life was simple. How does gravity work? Dunno! How do demons defy gravity? I really dunno! Oh, hey, hello! What's your name? Mine's Alex."

He shut his mouth and looked expectantly at the third guy.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Jordan was confused for a moment as Alex got distracted, but Kenny stepped into the gap and they talked quietly a bit. Meanwhile,

Kat-
"Hola! Mucho gusto."

Kyle-
"Ave. I think- uh- nevermind. Hi."

Other Guy-
"Jarvis. Hey Alex. The famous 403!"

His voice was just a little high and grainy, but loud and confident. He sounded like a very cool duck.

Kat-
"Hey, who's the shy guy?"


Richie-
"*ulp*"

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

To the side,

Kenny-
"Jordan, right? I'm Kenny."


Jordan-
"Kenny, yeah. Think I've heard a little bit about you."

Kenny-
"Nothing bad I hope."

Jordan-
"Haha, not at all. What brings you here today?"

Kenny-
"A better 'getting-to-know-you' mission. There's some other stuff Alex wanted to do with his friends, I guess. But the main thing is to get out of our house and get a better feel for what everybody's up to. Especially since we had that attack."

Jordan-
"Ah, to see if we know of any other dangers like that, and what our defenses are like?"

Kenny-
"Yeah, that's exactly right, bro."

Jordan-
"Great! Well, if you came to 'get-to-know' us, the best way to do that is to party with us."

Kenny-
"Hm..."

[∆§Indea§∆]

“That's Richie. I'm Micah, this is Rudy, Cathleen, and the dude talking to Jordan is Kenny. He's Alex's best friend for fucking ever. Have you guys had anyone get possessed yet? Don't worry, we've brought three previously possessed. We're pretty fucking generous like that. They're uh safe now though..."

Judy-
"I'm not safe. Anyone calls me the wrong name and I might get possessed again, be poppin' off heads like a pez dispenser."


Cathleen-
"You should be named Rudy. It's cute, like The Cosby Show."

[DKender]

Alex draped an arm across Micah's shoulder.

"Are you, Homeboy? Are you really safe?"

He smiled in an entirely friendly way.

"Yeah, Richie's a basketball player and all around fantastic guy. He brought twinkies to our building!"

Richie-
"Awesome as charged. Lock me up."


Kat-
"We'll see if we can arrange that."


Richie-
"*ulp*"

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Jordan-
"Any possessed? No I guess we've been very lucky! After we heard about that little piece of information, we've kept any non-Satanic or atheist types strictly inside our fortress! Haha, well of their own volition of course."


Kenny-
"Uh, what? Satanic?"

Someone came running up behind Jordan eagerly.

Brian-
"Omigod omigod! You guys are back! Alex, Micah! New people! Did you bring President Snake?!"


Kenny-
"Haha, no one's called him that in forever. I don't know why, I think it sounds like an action star from a cheesy '80s movie, but in a good way!


Brian-
"Uhhh yeah that's it. Sure. So is he here?"

[DKender]

"Sorry, Brian Bolle Who Does Not Dance Ballet. I invited Seth, but he's occupied with Ed Pan and the cop army next door. Um. It's diplomatic stuff. Nothing dangerous. The president is healthy again, though. It's a shame he couldn't come. You're always so eager to see him ..."

Brian-
"Awwwww! "

Alex had an itty bitty realization. With barely contained amusement, he leaned over and whispered to Micah:

"Dude. Dude. Somebody like-likes Seth. Hehe."

[∆§Indea§∆]

Micah whispered back to Alex with a grin.

"Haha, ya think?"

Micah wondered what the nickname thing was about anyway. The guy was being a bit weird about the whole thing.

"So ah any shit happen at all here? How's the spellcasting going? Speak to fucking Elvis yet?"

Kyle-
"Eh... it's complicated. I feel like I'm leveling up or something."


Kat-
"We talked to a ghost! A regular ghost, not the gross drippy ones. It was soooo spooky."


Kyle-
"Yeah we took your suggestion. It was informative. Mostly about how stupid ghosts are."

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

Jordan-
"Well it's about time we get this party going, huh?"

He turned around to wave to the scattered crowd, and they began to gather.

Jordan-
"Hey everybody! Why don't you give a big round of applause to our new friends from the famous 403 enclave!"

Most of the crowd clapped politely, a few surly folks hung around the back, but the most enthusiastic of the group seemed to counteract their bummer vibes.

Kat-
"Hey why don't I bartend, and get you guys a drink! You're gonna have fun, just wait. "

Kat ran over to the bar to start mixing up drinks from the seemingly endless supply of liquors. The younger of the crowd shooed away the old folks who went grumbling to the back recesses. Brian went to sulk at the bar with Kat.

Kyle-
"Well guess this is it. Fun time."


Kenny-
"Diplomacy, right? Well, let's go for it."

Kenny went to the bar.

Some of the teenagers were running around the room, moving chairs, gathered people, picking up junk and gathering instruments.

The enclave here had no electricity at all, and was quite dim. Some people whistled or sang as they worked, literally, since they didn't have ipods or stereos.

Richie-
"Damn, makes you feel kind of pampered back home, right? I mean, it's fun to have parties, but it's kinda medieval here."

[∆§Indea§∆]

Micah-
"Yeah, I still have no fucking clue where our power actually comes from..."

Micah turned to Kyle.

Micah-
"So ah this fucking ghost, yeah? What did it actually say? Did it just rabbit shit at you or actually answer fucking questions? I had one pull me through the fucking roof, then give me a lecture how to be a misogynist prick. He kinda answered back but kept fucking repeating himself. I think he was reliving a scene from 'Band of brothers'..."