Her friends are looking for him. Geneviève did exactly as she was told, that is, she locked her door, she didn't go out, and she used only room service for food.

She's pacing in her room, worried quite terribly. Waiting.

She goes to the phone, touches it, dials a number.  Then another.  Then another.

She hates feeling hapless. At the same time, she ( Read more... )

Les Grossman had been reveling in his victory in the privacy of his spectacular office, shaking his ass to Ludacris and generally having a great time of it ( Read more... )

In the lobby there's a poster. The poster is large, featuring a large photo of Kirk Lazarus. In large font is THE KIRK LAZARUS FILM FESTIVAL, and, underneath that, a list of films featuring none other than ... Kirk Lazarus. Indicated next to each film title is a time, and a very, non-discreet arrow pointing towards a side room where our very own ( Read more... )

There's a young man on the beach, curled up in a bit of a bloody lump. He looks around groggily and notes that suddenly, it got a lot brighter -- and somehow, a jungle in Vietnam turned into what appears to a tropical beach. He gets up with a slight wince and heads to the door, shakily, with one hand on his stomach ( Read more... )

Since his arrival, Doc has come to the conclusion that he is going to be stuck here for some time. He has done his best to contact Voyager, but he accepts that there is little more for him to do now but wait. Waiting, of course, means that he must make the best of the situation. Thankfully, Doc is very good at doing this, especially when there are ( Read more... )

It's not easy, being Tony Stark's personal assistant. In fact, on a list of 'Things That Are Difficult', it's right near the top of the list, if not at the very top. Still, for all of the myriad ways that he drove her absolutely crazy, there was no one else she would rather work for ( Read more... )

A dirty, dark-skinned man in army fatigues is curled up on the floor, arms covering his head.  He stands shakily, scanning the lobby.   His hair is blond and curly,  eyes an intense blue, and he's sporting a serious five-o'clock-shadow.

"What the hell ..." he whispers in a slightly heavy Australian accent.  "What the hell," speaking louder now, " ( Read more... )