The lobby of the hotel has been decorated for halloween, black and orange streamers hanging from the walls and balloons bouncing around both the ceiling and floor. Bowls of snacks, chips and pretzels and various kinds of candy are set around the room and construction paper, faces drawn in black crayon on carefully cut out orange paper, are taped ( Read more... )

Christmas has come and gone ( Read more... )

When there's a fairy tale princess in your midst, whose favourite holiday just happens to be Christmas, then you know you're in for something interesting. To say the least ( Read more... )

He'd just taken care of another crime lord... another case. And he'd been home for a good twenty minutes or so. After putting on a pair of jeans he walked out of the bathroom, after taking his meds for the pain, and walks out to what was meant to be his living room. But that wasn't what this was. No... this was different. The scents weren't even ( Read more... )

She'd just gotten through with a case. And found out that Joe had been lying to her this whole entire time. But she couldn't think about that. No, she had to think of this big mess that Kenneth Irons was causing. The nightmares had gotten worse and the Witchblade was giving her no reprieve from them. Instead they were getting more intense ( Read more... )

Enter a young man, looking highly amused with himself and carrying a calculator that just so happens to be inside of a Jello mold. He glances around furtively and moves to set the Jellocalculator inside a desk drawer, but -- there's no desk. So he stops and looks around, a little confusedly.

"...What just happened?"

Typist: Presenting one (1) ( Read more... )

He'd just done his rounds in Terminal City and decided that he needed air. Or better yet a bike ride. Heading out to his Duke, he hops on and revs it up. Max was... well, he forgot if she was out or actually still in Terminal City. He wasn't her keeper. Then again he wasn't anyone's keeper. He just helped keep Terminal City in order along side Max ( Read more... )

Padme wanders on down from her room to the kitchen. She hasn't given up on researching a way to get them all home, but it's certainly taken the back burner lately. No big breaks, and no new ideas lately. It seems useless to keep going over the same information again and again and again ( Read more... )

A blond young man walks into the lobby, shirtless, slightly breathless, with his t-shirt wrapped around his neck. This probably isn't as noticable as the eight-foot-long white feathered wings folded against his back. Warren's been out, flying a bit and running a bit, the running is the reason he's breathless, for some reason it always seems to ( Read more... )

It isn't long after the tenth Doctor returns from saving Reinette from Beckett. The last moments of his life have been replaying in his mind.

Then I loose..

A man in his arms.. dying.. refusing to live.. refusing to go on..

A pain in his head. Tight, forcing him to the floor almost. Memories..

A hospital... Shakespeare... New York Daleks... The ( Read more... )