It was sunny, the air smelled crisp and clean like only mountain air could, and there was a light breeze. Siran was snug as a bug in the wrap, and was napping against his chest (like her big sister, she was lulled by his heartbeat). Lyra was playing with her dragon toys in the grass right outside the cabin’s open door, and every so often the ( Read more... )

I don’t know where you are now, Sam. I’m home though. In Wales.

Come see me?

Reese

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Reese hadn’t ever really considered her family’s old manor, home. It was large, drafty, and dark, and it was full of memories, sticky with colors and feelings of the many witches and wizards that had lived in it over the centuries. But for Reese, ( Read more... )

"Just because we're giving your mummy a bit of a rest doesn't mean you can't learn about your papa, hmm?" Joscelin told the tiny little baby strapped to his chest. Lyra, for her part, just cooed and reached for the plush dragon he had in hand ( Read more... )

Kiss had finally fallen asleep against his chest and Miles hadn't been able to bring himself to put her down. For himself there was no sleep in sight as his mind churned with thoughts of what Reese might be enduring, the faceless man who'd taken her mocking him with imagined horrors ( Read more... )

It was late when Sam shuffled out of the club, having changed out of her dancewear into denims and a jumper, trainers instead of the very tall heels Max insisted she wear onstage. Looking 'sexy' - a thought which still made Sam boggle a bit when applied to her - was murder on one's feet. It paid for her half of the rent for the space over Healing ( Read more... )

(Should have posted this earlier, but I'm a forgetful dork. Thanks to Vicky for NPCing Mr. Frizel ( Read more... )

They'd brought on a new addition to the Beast Division, a dragon specialist. It struck Sam as odd that they'd hire someone new when she hadn't even received funding for the one project she'd requested, but it didn't bother her overly much and she showed Nigel McManus the ropes without any grumbling. It wasn't his fault her project was on hold ( Read more... )

Theo was feeling refreshed. He'd finally gotten more than three hours of sleep together. He had showered, eaten, and now was sitting on his cot with his notes and a text. His hair was still wet, and he'd only bothered with his boxers and a tee. It was fairly warm out anyhow ( Read more... )

She wanted out.  Out of the hospital.  It smelled of sickness over the disinfectant despite that the floor she was on was one of life.  The babies in the corridor were the only thing that kept Reese from the anxiety and panic creeping up on her.  She could feel the blackness that was in London in the edge of her vision, but the colors of all the ( Read more... )

(Should've gone up early today, but I got sidetracked. Sorry ( Read more... )