Located in an old, abandoned storage building, the place the Kestrels call home is rather cosy as far as gang accommodations go. Unlike a lot of other old buildings, the insolation of the place still holds, so it's warm, and, thanks to rather sparse lighting, you can't see the worst of the grime that covers the walls. Seats are provided by a few old chairs, some empty crates, and a scattering of pillows on the floor. The rooms on the south side of the building hold mattresses for those who make the headquarters their permanent home, though there is no such thing as a private room... unless your name is Alley Cat. The leader of the Kestrels has taken the old manager's office for her own, and if the door is closed, you had better not disturb her with anything that is not important.

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