After spending a week trapped as some other version of himself who was trapped in detention, there were things that Loki needed to do. Important things ( Read more... )

A trip in to town to see about exchanging money had led to the discovery of a post office. Remembering his discussion with Stacey yesterday, he'd decided on a whim to check it out, and had been assured that, yes, despite the time difference, any letters he wrote would reach home. After all the strangeness at the welcome picnic, he'd been inclined ( Read more... )

Watching television was always an interesting experience if you asked Loki. Tonight was no different as America's Next Top Model was on.

"I was far more attractive than any of these girls," Loki decided, settling in to watch them bad-mouth each other during the confessionals.

And he could walk better as either gender, thank you.

[Open!]

It had been a while since Ender had put in any effort to spend time out in the open. He wasn't really avoiding anyone - he never really was - but he had been busy: with colonists, with research, with the mess going on in Ben's universe ( Read more... )

Today was a busy one, and as soon as the play was over it was time to dash back to the dorms to make all the last-minute touch-ups for the party. It was as beachified as someplace in the dorms could be, there were plenty of (non-alcoholic) tropical drinks, and glitter everywhere ( Read more... )

The television was on in the common room. And there was a tiny god watching it.

That was not the strange part of what was happening, though. The strange part was what was on the television. It was a channel that proclaimed itself to be 'Logo' and the players upon the stage were men in dresses and made up as though they were women.And yelling at ( Read more... )

Wesley hadn't handwavily gotten back to Fandom until late last night, and he was still in something of a funk about everything that had happened.

Fired. Again.

The last time he'd been fired, he'd been sent here as punishment. Now he'd been fired from the job he'd intended to take on after graduation, and he... hadn't applied to university. Hadn't ( Read more... )

Ever since the broadcast on Monday showcasing Daala's brutal violent response to slave uprisings, Ender had been busy: busy writing emails, busy coordinating with his people in Ben's universe, busy privately worrying about where all of this would lead - with or without him ( Read more... )

It was a lazy kind of Saturday night, but Tara had learned to cherish those on the island. She was still thinking about Loki's offer of trying a blood magic spell to teleport. It probably wasn't smart, but at the same time, it wasn't like you tried dark magic once and instantly went evil, right? She was in control ( Read more... )

America's Next Top Model Tara Maclay -- in lingerie, full makeup, and tottering heels -- was posing along the edge of the roof.

It was cold on the roof, and a little high up, but that was okay. This was for art, or at least a Cover Girl contract. Tara smized and tooched her booty just that little bit more. She was not going to be the contestant ( Read more... )