Crazy Apple was sitting on a park bench, her legs folded beneath her in silence. Her breathing started off slow and steady, almost like she was meditating or something ( Read more... )

It had taken about a week and a half, but Crazy Apple was beginning to feel like she was in something approaching fighting shape again. Ringo's usual schedule of AirTrek runs had meant that there wasn't actually that much work to do. Speed, endurance, strength, and flexibility were all excellent, so she'd mostly spent her time focused on the ( Read more... )

If anyone had been keeping track, they might have been surprised to find that Ringo actually spent even more time on AT workouts when Crazy Apple was calling the shots than she normally did. And after a week of being out among the warehouses for almost every waking moment, she was starting to feel like she was almost back in shape ( Read more... )

It was starting to get late out, but that really didn't bother Ino. She liked working nights-all Turks did, even those who bitched about them-and playing with formulae for perfumes in the backroom of her not-quite-open shop made her happy and comfortable ( Read more... )

Ringo had heard that Raven was back on the island, but had sort of kind of been avoiding running into her. Yes, Raven was a friend, and she really was glad that the other girl was back, but she wasn't sure what she'd say, and Ringo was (probably rightly) convinced that she'd demand information about Kathy and not really pay enough attention to the ( Read more... )

Okay, time for another attempt at unpacking the fuzzy scarves. Sparkle was totally going to make the progress this week that he hadn't managed to make last week, just watch. All he had to do was open the box, reach in, and--

And yelp, backpedaling from the box clutching to a bleeding hand as a startled gremlin skittered away to have a nap ( Read more... )

Jono's head? Still killing him. Jono's mood? Still cranky. Jono's semi-adopted daughter figure? Still taking a back-seat to the apparently-too-stuck-on-one-wish-to-just-make-a-portal-to-Kathy-and-get-it-over-with-dammit near all-powerful being that resided within her.

Jono's new best friend? The little squirrel-looking thing that scampered across ( Read more... )

Alluka wasn't very sad when she wandered into work--late, but she'd been up late and then woken up late and the whole day had just followed that way--but she did have the stuffed elephant that Kathy had given her instead of one of her usual companions, which meant she was at least a little sad ( Read more... )

A weekend could pass in the blink of an eye, couldn't it?

The stone waited patiently until the sun sunk beneath the horizon. Only then did it resume its song, a call as clear as birdsong, but audible only to a few.

It was time to return.

[[ your catch-all say-goodbye post ]]

Cookies!

The buildings were made out of cookies!

Mr. Bubbles observed that it was strange that cookie-buildings managed to stay warm but Alluka was more enthused about nibbling and trying to figure out what to wear.

What went with cookies?

Other than everything, obviously.

Demon Marcus is Open!