Perched up upon the roof of her cabin, a lone angel finds herself perfectly content to watch out over the people of the barracks. She's been too quiet, she knows this, and although she isn't apologetic for it she wishes that she had more reasons to speak up and make her presence known. The gala had been tiring to her, and had brought back memories ( Read more... )

Donna was the consummate city girl, more at home in the urban jungle of London than any real, physical forests. Her granddad always tried to get her to go camping with him when she was younger, but it was one of the few adventures that had never tempted her - of all the places to go, an uninhabited bunch of trees seemed impossibly dull ( Read more... )

Jessica was hungry. It was a reoccurring problem, what with being a vampire and all and not being able to eat the food left for them in the barracks. She knew if she asked Alec, he'd let her feed off him again, but she also knew there were people who would kill her for it here ( Read more... )

Some time in the evening, a musical chiming starts in the atrium. A soft grumble, and then a roar, and one entire wall descends slowly on gears into the floor. Beyond it lies a resplendent marble plaza, walled on its remaining three sides in glass ( Read more... )

Standing near the library in the barracks, Nill held a long stick in her hand and used it to make a hopscotch board. It was a game she had learned about back home, one Bishop had shown her one day after service. She still had no idea how to play it properly, and simply hopped from square to square, and instead of numbers written inside each one, ( Read more... )

Alec hunted at night, just because it was easier. He didn’t have to worry about the civilians back at the barracks seeing him in all his X5 glory and thinking he was part of the forest mojo, and the deer didn’t exactly see him either. Technically, he probably didn’t even have to hunt. He could eat the food that was delivered at the storehouse ( Read more... )

Jessica's eyes flew open and something suddenly seemed amiss. It was sunny. She hadn't felt the sunshine on her skin in months, not since Bill turned her, forced into becoming a monster. And it didn't hurt. She knew that it wouldn't have as strong of an effect on her as it would an older vampire like Bill or Eric but it should be having some sort ( Read more... )