It was a perfectly ordinary walnut that Alec held in his hand ( Read more... )

Mel and Orion have improbable nexus babies. They came through the Inn last night glitter and feathers everywhere.

Orion and I have an improbable nexus baby too. Though I forget his name.

camwyn cwru: Night it is; it's easier to get these things to pass in the dark. There's rain coming, and the air's heavy and thick overhead. Even the smoke from John's cigarette doesn't much seem to want to lift on the breeze.
Etymologist19: Mel is dressed in a sweater and jeans, and has a video recorder with her. Her hair is up in a ponytail, and ( Read more... )

I'm gonna take Mel to meet my Uncle. It'll give me something to do. I've been too restless lately. I don't like not having anything to do, which I feel like. Just recooperating.

Almost out of the antibiotics.

( He enters )

Okay... shit is happening and I don't know what it is or what's going on, but shit is happening. Then Inn is faltering out of its demensional space and starting to ground in a reality. I don't know which reality. Which is really bothersome.  The machines are starting to act wonky too ( Read more... )

The FicAlec led Mel into the world of the PPC HQ. It was a world of bland gray corridors that seemed to lead nowhere. Agents dressed in black mostly wandered around muttering to themselves as they tried to get somewhere quickly. Intersperced with them were minis of all sorts and the occasional giant plant that moved along ... somehow. It was best ( Read more... )