After returning from Gaia on the holidays, Cloud had neglected to take care of his baby Fenrir for a while, and now that he was checking the engine, he had to accept the fact that moving from Fandom to Gaia and the other way around was perhaps a bit demanding for it. Stupid trans-dimensional travels. It wasn't as if he could drive the bike around ( Read more... )

When he first heard of the television channel that talked about history, Cloud had been convinced that anyone who watched it and the ones that had taken the time to make it happen were eager to waste their time. Big time. So he couldn't quite understand why he was absolutely hooked on the show where a guy talked about a planet without humans. But ( Read more... )

Was that Cloud on a common room? Again?

He couldn't be blamed on not wanting to be social. Even if by "social" people currently had all kinds of meanings he wasn't really interested to  dwell into. Well maybe a little. At any rate, he had decided to give television a chance to keep his mind from...life, which turned to be quite a challenge given the ( Read more... )

Cloud was making cookies.

Or actually, trying to make cookies. It was totally Kate's fault, but not really, since nobody was forcing him. At any rate, the first batch was done, and the smell of cookies was in the air. At least they smelled well? They were of almost all the shapes you could imagine, not because of him using several different molds, ( Read more... )

Kate had not been pleased to find herself still a dude when she'd woken up today. It wasn't that she had a huge problem with it as such herself, it was just that she was kind of worried for the sanity of a certain someone else ( Read more... )

Raven was still unsettled by her meeting with Sherlock earlier that day, so when she came home from work she headed up to her usual spot on the roof to meditate. She knew she should let mere words upset her so much, especially when they came from a sociopath stranger. Sitting cross-legged on the roof near the garden, she closed her eyes and let ( Read more... )

It wouldn't be accurate to say that that Squall was holding a Welcome Picnic Protest Party, because... well, 1) the idea was stupid, 2) that was a lot of work for something he didn't care about, 3) it wasn't like he was going to INVITE anyone else, and 4) whatever ( Read more... )

Nothing like the smell of oil and the sound of metal against metal to pass the time. Or at least that was Cloud's personal opinion. Having left Fenrir behind when he came to Fandom had resulted on the poor motorcycle -his poor, poor baby- being unused and now it was in need of some serious safety checks before even dreaming to taking it out for a ( Read more... )

By mutual agreement, Karla and her parents decided not to talk about about what was going on in Glacia and why she was here at Fandom. They still wished to know and were biding their time; Karla had pretty much decided that telling them would be a waste of time. All they could do was feel bad about it.

Instead, they had spent the afternoon ( Read more... )

When the reserves group gathered for today’s meeting, they’d be met with... Well, they’d be met with Zack, stepping forward and grinning brightly at the lot of them, maybe bouncing on his toes for good measure. Hey, just because there was the possibility of new people didn’t mean he was going to try to be all serious about it. Zack didn’t do ( Read more... )