"I hate this part," Atton announced, sitting down on his luggage at the far end of the causeway. "Can we go yet?"

They were going somewhere tropical. They'd probably get to drink stuff out of coconuts.

All this sitting around in the cold? Not his deal.

But it was time for everyone to gather up anyway.

[[ SPRING BREAK AHEAD! open. ]]

"Okay, I could have planned this better."

Verity stared up at the staircases and tiny streets that made her new home, her luggage in a small circle by her feet. She hadn't brought much with her--most of her belongings were being shipped to her once she found a place to live--but she definitely had enough to make hauling it all a pain. Especially ( Read more... )

Have you ever had one of those days? The sort of day where nothing quite goes right, where what you think you're doing is spring cleaning, you've got an armload of everything from old clothes to journals to a sword and you're minding your own business when suddenly you realize that the room that you were going to move your belongings to was ( Read more... )

One moment, Faraday was on his knees in the middle of a field ( Read more... )

Yep, it was that time again: fall break. Atton dragged his luggage outside near the causeway, where they'd be waiting for the portal to show up. It was a nice fall morning, crisp but not cold, and if he was at all into enjoying the outdoors, he'd probably be happy right now ( Read more... )

Yeah.

The last month and a half had... definitely been a thing. That had happened.

And Atton was frankly not sure he wanted to hang out on the island for the next month and a half - at least not until everything back home got cleared up. But that was a pressing issue for later, when he didn't have a traumatized Sparkle to escort back home ( Read more... )

Sparkle had needed that weekend in Japan more than he cared to admit. Minako was good people, tolerating him drunk and sad that first night and keeping him from doing anything too stupid for the rest of it, and just how different Tokyo was from his usual day-to-day was a pleasant, welcome distraction. By the time he was ready to head home, though, ( Read more... )

It was a distinctly bleary-eyed Dante that came limping back across the causeway that morning. He needed a bottle of water, an hour or seven to sleep, and then he needed to get right back to doing what he'd been doing for more or less the last twelve hours. He was not entertaining a single other thought in his head ( Read more... )

And they were back again. Atton was relieved. Especially when his comms kicked back in.

It'd been nice and warm in Cyseal, and Fandom was comparatively chilly. But the walk up to the school wasn't long, so hey, what were you complaining about?

... except for another week of classes.

[[ and we're back! open for establishying of arrivals and such ( Read more... )

The pollen was beginning to dissipate. While it was not entirely gone yet, the fog had cleared enough for Atton to stop muttering things under his breath (or retooling his lightsaber) and, instead, set up at the causeway to wait for the kids to arrive. He sat down on his baggage and sighed ( Read more... )