Oh, was Percy ever the sneaky bastard.

He had been plotting in secret ever since his last conversation with Kit - now called Kitty in private. (Relative private anyway, he still wasn't sure the extent of her secret.)

Thinking his clever plan was now fully fleshed out, he went to seek out the gentleman in disguise in the hope that she would ( Read more... )

After being seemingly possessed by the spirit of piracy and violence, whilst seemingly forgetting his inability to use any kind of weapon, Beaufort thought it better to stay indoors. Especially after that new doctor took the trouble to laugh at his misfortune in French (which, admittedly, led to some sarcastic comments about the Swiss), he didn't ( Read more... )

Marguerite watched as it happened in front of her, her own hand raising and shooting off the pistol to stop them from murdering each other. They looked up addressed the fact that she was there then continued. Bloody men! But something caught her ear ( Read more... )

Beaufort woke up and realised something was incredibly wrong, even before he spoke. His clothes were...distinctly not a suit and not made in the 1940s. In fact, it struck him more as something distinctly historical. He frowned, wondering when he invaded one of the exhibits for clothes, how drunk he was, and where the hell he got that much alcohol ( Read more... )

Kitty was, as she quite often found herself, bored. However, she decided to hell with what she'd told everyone, she was most definately sick of having to dress up like a man every single morning. So, after she'd told Arachne, which was her first mission of the morning, she was going to go out in what appeared to be modern women's clothing (not far ( Read more... )

It was late in the afternoon, getting on toward sundown, and Una Persson stood on the deck of the Miss Daisy, smoking a cigarette and leaning on the railing in an unselfconscious pose slightly reminiscent of Garbo. It would have been all very old-Hollywood apart from the cartoon silliness of the boat itself ( Read more... )

“I don’t remember being here.” Temperance Brennan hated the phrase ‘wandering aimlessly,’ but as she looked around, confused, she couldn’t help but admit to herself that that’s what she was doing. Completely lost in her thoughts, she jumped when she heard a voice behind her.

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After his little talk with Booth, Percy was determined to see his wife. Having worked these past few weeks on regaining her love and righting wrongs, he finally saw the precarious situation that they were all in with clear and focused eyes. He could lose Marguerite at any point in time - whenever it suited the Higher Powers that be, and he was ( Read more... )

Booth couldn't find any rest or sleep now. One moment his son was with him, he tucked him in to bed and the next? POOF! Gone. He ran around trying to find him. He went to Bones for help only to find that she too, was gone. He continued his search, maybe they had gone off together? But nothing. Not a trace. After cursing the damn park from ( Read more... )

Shaun, after recovering from a massive bootleg-rum-induced hangover, was in a good mood. The sun was shining - oh, wait, it always did - but anyway, he was in a damn good mood and wasn't going to waste it, so he laced up his boots nice and tight, grabbed his football and kicked it in front of him on his way down to find Barbossa. He was in a havoc ( Read more... )