( Icon for Tracy because she's the best )

The staff's new look momentarily distracted Hardison from noticing their vacant smiles--for a second, he'd almost thought it was normal Fandom weirdness that had them dressing up like hot dogs. It wasn't until the Cook looked up from the stove to wave cheerfully at him--instead of ignoring him as was right and proper--that Hardison realized that ( Read more... )

I just...sup, Fandom. Or wherever the *BLEEP* we are, I guess. I dunno how far this broadcast's goin'--not very, is my guess--but anyone who's stuck in this place with me can prolly hear this, at least. So, first step--hey, what's up, you ain't alone. Even if your partners somehow fell through some kinda tear in reality an left you behind, there's ( Read more... )

The air was gently sweet, like a subtle perfume. The sky was blue, folks on the street were cheerful and smiling at one another, and there was a giant freaking tower at the end of Eliot's street that hadn't been there the day before ( Read more... )