They have worked long and hard, grandfather and grandson, to create this prototype. The gun is an elegant thing, exquisitely decorated,but it is also deadly, for the ammunition it shoots is more akin to an explosive than to an actual bullet ( Read more... )

It's been on his mind before the catastrophe, but now the project has bloomed more completely into Ned's mind. It was in the would be nice category before - now it's moved into a category of urgency he wasn't aware of. He's not risking losing Cat again, and he's got the children to think of. The girls are nigh grown, Robb is a man, but now, they ( Read more... )

It all happened so fast.

( This bit is spoilerific )

It's been a few days since everything broke loose. Mansion dwellers counted their dead and their disappeared, mourned as they could, healed who could be healed, and treasures of creativity were found to shield everyone from the cold northern winds that blew over the grounds ever since the earth shook ( Read more... )

It has taken time for this to happen, for the Dark Lord to gather it all, his influence of that which is not Arda but close enough to it, that which he hates about all else for the light of it remains a beacon ( Read more... )

He looks like a business man in his expensive, dark navy three-piece suit, hair slicked back, with a leather satchel slung over his shoulder the right size for carrying a laptop or papers. It's exactly the impression he'd wanted to present, but he's looking forward to getting out of it and relaxing a bit in his hotel room ( Read more... )

The past few days and nights, Riku has been busy, hardboiling eggs and coloring them. And he's also been kindly asking the Plothole to give him several dozen chocolate eggs and plastic eggs full of jelly beans and malted milk eggs. Late Saturday evening, he slips out to hide the colorful treasures in the bushes and flowerbeds and under the trees in ( Read more... )

Arthur found himself standing in a hallway. As always, he felt a surge of anxiety before a quick glance to the left, and then to the right showed no sign of danger. This was a vast improvement over situations he had found himself in before, and he relaxed slightly before calmly sliding his hand in his pocket and pulling out a red die ( Read more... )

Since his father's death, Robert hasn't been sleeping well. His doctors had told him that was to be expected, that it was a normal stress reaction to a traumatic event, but the words don't help much in reality. He has such mixed feelings about everything that's happened, including - he is ashamed to admit - relief. Relief! Relief that his father ( Read more... )

It is a week after The Fischer Case, and Ariadne is cooking eggs in a friend's apartment in New York. She blinks and finds herself in another, completely unfamiliar kitchen, still frying eggs but on another completely unfamiliar stove. She is not so used to waking up in unexpected places out of nowhere that it doesn't startle her, causing her to ( Read more... )