Graduation was tomorrow, which meant an influx of visitors. And Trick, being the kindly Fae he was, was trying to parlay that into some kind of discount for the graduating seniors and their families. Trying was most certainly the key word in that; talking to Portalocity was an exercise in frustration at best ( Read more... )

Trick wasn't entirely sure if this mysterious 'benefactor' understood what Portalocity was, but rather than being sorry, he put out a few pamphlets about vacation packages and things. If nothing else, he figured he'd just tell people it was called 'Portalocity' because it was 'your portal to the best vacation ever ( Read more... )

"Okay, everyone," Troy said, as the cast gathered. If he looked a little flushed, well. Maybe it was the heat in the theatre? It was a little warmer than usual. "So we're just about finished working through act one. Today, we'll cover from right after Sword of Damocles through to Lad and Garnet being sent off to bed, and then sit down and cover any ( Read more... )

Well. He had a new employee as of tomorrow. He also had Portalocity's Guide For New Employees. It was a veritable tome of different ways to approach customers without actually giving them any assistance at all. It would almost be fascinating--if it wasn't kind of morally reprehensible. The book could give the Dark Fae a few ideas about ( Read more... )

Trick looked around the lounge and sighed. He had seen a fair number of bachelor parties in his day as owner of the Dal and had pretty much assumed that there couldn't be much worse than the night before an elaborate double wedding featuring a pair of Dark Fae twins ( Read more... )

Thursday meant that the same sign was up on the door:

AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky PictureJanuary 8th and 12th, 2012 ( Read more... )

"Heigh-ho, Heigh-ho, it's off to work I go..."Trick made a face and successfully stopped himself from whistling as he made his way over to his desk. He had no idea what was going on, but he already disliked it. Of course, waking up from a dream about his wife to sing a song about how short people had nobody to love. That had struck a nerve and had ( Read more... )

After the portals had come back, Trick had gone home for a few days to check on his beloved Dal. He knew every inch of her and wanted to make sure that no one had remembered her wrong. Returning home also meant checking in with Dyson and giving some further information about his whereabouts to the Ash. Which only made sense, because Trick was Light ( Read more... )

Of everyone who worked at Portalocity, Trick only knew Dugal. But he couldn't read the missive that the main office had sent out without getting a small lump in his throat. He'd seen enough doomed, heroic charges to know one when he saw one.

"Síocháin Deep na tonnta ag rith a thabhairt duit ( Read more... )

Parker had finally made it to Fandom, after another stop through a war zone, a city where everything was green, and then Milliways, where she had to explain she wasn't an entree ( Read more... )