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The Broadway Plaza Hotel
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Barry Grant
Barry Grant
Old Shoe

Feb-4-2007 13:01

Built in 1880, near the beginning of the Gilded Age, its mahogany walls were still in very good condition. The gilding on the marble columns was just starting to peel and the imported Oriental rugs did show some wear but all in all a very nice place to stay.

Many important people have stayed there due to the excellent food, courteous service, and a certain amount of discretion afforded by the management. Many important people still do, however due to the unwillingness of the management to cooperate with the press, this cannot be confirmed.

The hotel's low profile helps keep it a bit obscure which is what attracts the rich, powerful, and those who want to hide in style.

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Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-5-2007 11:21

The sudden strong winds outside blew Miss Parr's violet scarf away once again, leaving her long dark hair flying everywhere. Miss Parr kept walking as she had many other violet scarves, and as she was too angry and hungry to stop for anything.

"Excuse me Miss."

Miss Parr turned to see a beautiful dark-haired, olive-skinned woman, a shade darker than she was. The woman ran towards her holding the violet scarf. "I believe this is yours?"

Violet was glad to have finally met someone so polite in that mob of a hotel she was staying at. "Thank you ever so Miss ...?"

"Quadir... Sahira Quadir."

"Jezebel Feathers, enchanted. Very nice to meet you."

"I saw you coming out of the Broadway Plaza Miss Feathers, are you staying there?"

Miss Parr smiled. "I am actually delayed there. I should have been on my way to London by now."

"I see. That is a shame… You look Arabic, yet your accent is English, where are you from?"

"I am English actually, but my family is originally from India." Miss Parr was enjoying the conversation, but hunger struck. "You will have to excuse me Miss Quadir, but I have to run, maybe we could meet for a meal sometime. Perhaps dinner tonight? At the hotel restaurant?"

"That sounds great. Six O'clock?"

Miss Parr was pleasantly surprised. "Isn't that too early for dinner?"

"I am busy after six in the evening Miss Parr.”

Violet Parr smiled. “In that case, six is perfect. See you then Miss Quadir.” With that Miss Parr started walking away.

Sahira Quadir shouted after her. “Miss Parr! Your scarf!”

Violet turned and shouted back. “Keep it! I have so many of them that the colour is starting to bore me!”

Sahira smiled thinking at the kind English woman she just met, and then wrapped the Violet scarf around her shoulders.


Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-5-2007 11:24

Lucy the receptionist looked from a distance at the mysterious man who just left the lobby of the hotel where she worked.

“She just left the hotel a minute ago.” She remembers telling him. “She has a tanned complexion, beautiful dark hair, and was wearing a violet scarf.”

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-5-2007 13:28

As she made her way down an alleyway, Sahira Quadir sensed that she was being followed. She dismissed her suspicions promptly.

All of the sudden she felt a wire being wrapped around her neck and twisted violently. She attempted to scream but could not. The noises of the struggle were muffled by the sounds of a train passing by.


Breitkat
Breitkat
Pinball Amateur

Feb-5-2007 19:15

Adam Adami walked down Broadway towards the Hotel on his way to relieve the bodyguards watching over Barry Grant. He strode past an alleyway at the back of the hotel when he heard a commotion. He glanced down the lane, and spied two people scuffling. A woman was desperately trying to get away from a larger, heavier man as he continued to choke her.

Instantly on alert, Adam yelled at the couple, "HEY!! Let her GO!!" He drew his gun and took off running down the alleyway towards them....

Breitkat
Breitkat
Pinball Amateur

Feb-5-2007 19:32

Sahira felt the wire slip slightly from around her throat as the assassin looked up at the newcomer's yell, and gasped frantically for a breath. With the last of her endurance, she slipped the sleeve knife she habitually carried into her right hand, gathered the last of her strength, and drove the knife behind her into her assailant's leg with all of her might.

The man let out a horrific scream of pain as he dropped his garrotte. Sahira pushed away from him, collapsing weakly on the ground. She looked up to see Adam, one of the Department's Agents, come running up to her, as the assassin took off running awkwardly further down the alleyway. Adam leaned down to her, concern etched deeply on his face. Sahira waved him after the other man, "I'm okay. Get 'im," she whispered hoarsely. Adam frowned at her for a moment, then nodded, and took off after the man....

Breitkat
Breitkat
Pinball Amateur

Feb-5-2007 20:27

Adam rounded the corner of the neighboring building to see the assailant about fifty feet away, still limping away as fast as he could, and bleeding profusely from Sahira's knife wound. He raised his gun, and yelled at the man, "Federal agent! Stop now or I shoot!" The man looked back at Adam, but kept moving. Adam aimed at the man's injured thigh, and fired. The assassin dropped instantly, unable to stand.

Adam ran down the neighboring alleyway, and upon arriving at the downed man, yelled, "Hands up, now!". The man glowered at him, and continued to clutch his injured leg. Adam aimed his gun again, "The next one's goin' between your eyes, bud. I won't say it again," he growled. The man slowly raised his hands above his shoulders at that.

Adam reached down and quickly searched the assassin for weapons with his left hand, covering him with his gun at the same time. He found a switchblade, and quickly pocketed it, then grabbed the man's right elbow in a vise grip behind his back. "UP!" he growled, standing the injured suspect upright, then dragged him back towards the hotel....

Violet Parr
Violet Parr
Thespian

Feb-6-2007 11:26

Miss Violet Parr was taken aback as she reviewed her bill. She was preparing to check-out of the Broadway Plaza, and was surprised and to a greater extent suspicious by the bill she was presented with at the front desk.

“Excuse me Sir, there must be some mistake… The last I checked my bill had exceeded $10,000.”

“I’m sorry Miss Feathers? Did you say $10,000?”

“I did indeed.”

“That is not possible Miss Feathers. We don’t charge that kind of money for our rooms. Your stay has not exceeded two weeks, and you stay in the hotel’s least expensive room.”

“That was what I said! But the receptionist that was here yesterday had informed otherwise: that I needed to pay around $10,000.”

“That number is ridiculous Miss Feathers. You clearly must have misunderstood.”

“I did not…” All of the sudden a realization dawned on Violet Parr, and she felt nauseous. Nevertheless, she managed to continue the conversation with a question. “May I speak with the young lady that was here yesterday? I believe her name is Lucy. It is a matter of great urgency Sir.”

“I’m afraid I cannot help you there Miss Feathers, Lucy has resigned yesterday evening very suddenly. The manager is very upset with her for not giving proper notice, and we have not been able to reach her since…”

The rest of the conversation was to her a blur. She managed to settle her bill, grab her suitcase, and stagger out of the hotel lobby: she felt like she was going to be sick. She recalled Miss Quadir whom followed her with the scarf. Could she be working with that Lucy? Tracking her down? Even worse… planning to harm her? Could it possibly have anything to do with the conversation she overheard the last time she was in New York?

She made a frantic decision in a moment of weakness. She grabbed her notebook and ripped a few pages out of it. She shredded the pages into pieces as she walked with quick steps… She needed to feel safe… She needed to be in London.


Pearl Diver
Pearl Diver

Feb-6-2007 17:06

Pearl Diver was on her way to visit a friend when she spotted a beautiful woman exit the Broadway Plaza Hotel. Pearl assumed she was an important person since it was obvious by the luggage that she had just checked out.

"Hmm, such a nice young lady." Pearl thought to herself and knowing the history of the hotel wondered if she was someone important. Pearl thought about this while watching the woman walk away. She then saw the woman throw some trash onto the street. Pearl scowled to herself, "Well, I guess she's too important to properly dispose of her garbage!"

AmazingAmanda253
AmazingAmanda253
Well-Connected

Feb-7-2007 13:50

Amanda walked into the hotel lobby. She had finished looking in the Hall of Records for informaition on the murdered detective.

R Anstett
R Anstett

Feb-7-2007 15:49

He stood up to signal over Amanda.

He took the file she offered, "Good work. You obviously had a good teacher" he says with a knowing smirk.

"Hmmm not quite what I expected, I will have to give this some thought."

He guided her to the hotel bar.

"A drink on me is the least I can do for your efforts. " He smiled, "And being seen with a lovely lady like your self is all the reward I need."

Moving to the bar, calling over the bartender.

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