It was a cold morning, and Anders shivered inside his ragged jacket as he picked through the rubble on the cliffs overlooking the ocean. It wasn't a bad place to scavenge: Sometimes there was wire there, or glass, and once a plastic bag holding a precious half-full box of bandages ( Read more... )

The island had been strange today, flickering and moving. Hannibal suspected most of the people were staying close to the village - those who remembered enough to, anyway. He'd been there earlier himself, but his own safe place was what used to be his home. There were spells on it, apparently - he'd forgotten as much himself, but Jono had reminded ( Read more... )

Absolutely fed up with her lopsided clunk-CLUNK walk, which she'd been stuck with ever since she'd re-formed around the rocky bits to find that her limb enhancers were down one foot, Peridot had decided to employ desperate measures. Taking matters into her own touch stumps, she marched herself down to the rocks, and was now using her arm's built-in ( Read more... )

Skaar had gotten through the semester. That was the deal he made with Rogers and Cage, and then they would take it from there. But at the end of his months here, Skaar was positive that this wasn't where he was supposed to be. The Savage Land was his home now. He would wait until after the senior graduation to return so he could make his attempt as ( Read more... )

So the Alliance brass had wanted Jack to take some time off after the end of the war to -- what was it? -- recuperate. Like she'd get over Shepard and the other people she'd lost in a couple days of vacation. That was ... whatever. Wasn't like she was some nose to the grindstone type, but the part where it'd mean leaving her kids was a lot fucking ( Read more... )

Olivia (or Olive -- the writers weren't great with continuity, but she was Olivia for the moment) stared bleakly out to sea, the wind whipping about her perfectly styled curls and yet somehow not tangling them at all. She should never have returned here, to this island, after her film career had tragically begun to sink after she'd developed her ( Read more... )

Cara was patrolling the rocky bits tonight. She'd made the argument that there could have been some exceptionally stupid resistance members hiding out here, but really she just wanted to have some privacy ( Read more... )

Atton was quickly starting to learn there was nothing more damning than taking a stroll around here. There he was, barely out of the gates, minding his own business on his way down Loon Drive-- bars weren't open yet, but he could grab some of that pizza stuff-- when out of nowhere, a goat appeared and sank its teeth deeply into Atton's fanny pack ( Read more... )

And Audrey was back. And alone ( Read more... )

Audrey was on the way to the town meeting. But she'd been trying to get some idea of what was still there and what wasn't, and so she left a little early in order to go around the island and check things out after the shielding had failed this morning. Let's ignore that an island having a shield wasn't completely new to her and she was trying to ( Read more... )