Ben had not come back to the dorms last night. Nor had he answered any of Tony's calls or text messages. It was almost like he was in an entirely different country!So, that would be why Tony was skulking around one of the warehouses, looking for any clues to where he could have been taken. Or, god help them, killed. He crouched down, looking at ( Read more... )

Leon dug through the dumpster until he found the good stuff -- a few burgers that had been thrown away because the employees messed up an order, salads and fruit cups that had passed their expiration dates, that sort of thing ( Read more... )

There was no bouncer at the entrance to the Community Center, all the better for any underclassmen to sneak into the night's festivities and pray that their own official final dance in Fandom would be half so...red. To be technical, the shade was rustThankfully to the more practical among the StuCo Prom Committee, the Mars theme lended itself to ( Read more... )

Okay so maybe a blind guy taking a date to the movies might seem rather pointless. Though it was probably more fun to actually go to a movie than stay in the dorms and listen to a book on tape.

Actually it is a lot more fun. Plus there's popcorn.

The title of the movie?

Treacherous
Rated PG-13"I'm assuming this is not warm hearted Romantic ( Read more... )

There had been a bet. A bet that Matt had won and was now about to reap the rewards for ( Read more... )

There didn't seem to be a priest around the church--well--at all. There was something just completely wrong about that to Matt, but he couldn't rightly complain. At least there was a church.

So he took a moment to sit in one of the pews in the back, just enjoying the quiet.

[[Open for any of the church-going persuasion.]]

Now that someone had finally remembered to post he had everything taken care of setting up the office, Matt was ready to actually open the doors to anyone who needed his help.

That and a very nice sign on the window to the building. Which he was simply going to trust said what he had asked.

[Open law office is open!]

It was a pretty bloody good thing that a patrol was on the agenda for the day, because it was looking pretty bloody needed. With more excrement in her hair than she would ever like to admit to and having heard some insults that bested some of the drunkest London party girls, Daisy was not even going to harp on Kowalski anymore about going on and ( Read more... )

Daisy typically didn't believe in cases of the Mondays, except in rare instances, so it was really no surprised that she was in a fairly good mood as she worked, an earbud plugged into one ear, at transcribing some of the weekend's broadcasts for the records, as she did every Monday, despite probably being the only one who ever used them, ( Read more... )

Matt had only just gotten in to see HA the office and if it had been set up yet. There were books to be shelved and files to be put away, but the movers had done a surprisingly good job with the furniture.

Of course, setting up the fax machine may bring a few problems, but he'd cross that bridge when he got to it.

( Or after he answered his phone. )