First Floor Lobby, Sunday Morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel had spent a sleepless night searching for Marie but hadn't found her. He'd checked the obvious and some inobvious sites in town, and there was no trace of her anywhere. All he'd been able to gather was that she'd run from the Kwik Stop and disappeared into the night. Jamie was in the clinic and in a coma, so he was no help.

After placing a call to the Trooper Station, Bel headed down to the first floor lobby to try to organize people into a bigger search. Phoebe had tried to scry for Marie but for some reason the crystal kept spinning and wouldn't pick a location. Bel wasn't sure if there was something blocking the spell or if Marie was just on the move -- fast. He'd then gone to Willow next to see if there was a spell she knew that could help.

So now Willow was waiting with him in the lobby, preparing for a locator spell. She had told him it would summon a ball of light that would lead to Marie. Hopefully they could find her fast and let her know that everything was going to be okay.

[ooc: Willow modded with permission, but not her boyfriend's permission, so he may get jealous. Phoebe modded with blanket permission. Wait for OCD, please. Is up!]

The grounds by the front gates, Sunday

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had decided that what Bel had said the night before was right. They didn't want to freak Marie out by having crowds that were too big bearing down on them. So she decided she'd "hold down the fort", so to speak, and stay here to wait in case Marie came back.

She had her toughbook with her, and was currently working on setting up a rough map of the island. She hoped to keep up with the search parties and mark off those locations that had been cleared as having no Marie.

Sure, the girl could double back, but it would be a start. And part of her training had included working support in the black van.

[ooc: Open to communication/those who want to try to help out with the black van back up/random interaction]

2nd Floor Common Room, Late Afternoon

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

So the coffee machine hadn't been cleaned out before he'd left and Krycek was definitely of the opinion that it was not his fault.

But if it hadn't been, he'd probably still be back in room 230. Instead he was out in the CR, watching Bitterwoman reruns, and hoping Jake wasn't going to wake up until he smelled coffee. Which, with any luck, would be tomorrow.

After he cleans out the filter.

Thrid Common Room, Sunday Evening

[bookwormwood.livejournal.com]

After a conversation with the twins that made her feel pretty horrible Matilda had retreated to her favorite escape, a very thick book. She might have been batting away a few tears with the back of her fist. She was curled up in a chair and and being very quiet. It was probable that someone might not notice her unless they actually entered the room.

((ooc: Open yay! For all you not out on the search))

Roof, Sunday Night

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip was up on the roof plunking on his guitar, staring up into the stars.

Jesus. Poor Marie. And to think he started this day planning on soaking everyone.

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