"What do you mean you're kicking me out?" Jason gaped at his roommate, not trying to hide the surprise on his face. "I live here!"

"Look, Jason..." his roommate, a sketchy sort of guy named Brian, began. "It's nothing personal. You're just... not all that dependable, ya know? I can't count on you to always make rent and Natalie and I really want to ( Read more... )

It was a quiet night at The Scarlett Room. Phedre was perched on a chaise in the parlor with a book, and had been watching patrons come and go for hours now. A few had had appointments, others had walked in and asked to "browse", and there had been some scurrying around as one man had come in with an armful of gambling winnings and been shown a ( Read more... )

It was somehow both dark and blindingly bright ( Read more... )