Dimitri was beyond embarrassed. Spending the first half of the day paying for things he and Rose had stolen during their time as children was both tiring and worrisome considering their current situation. Luckily their story about a rambunctious niece and nephew had been fairly well-received once cash was exchanged ( Read more... )

Traveling between Fandom and Montana had become rather routine. This time was different from the rest. Dimitri had been almost sad to cross over the causeway, as though he felt he'd never see Fandom the same way again. As usual, he and Rose had walked to the Metro and headed to the airport directly. Security was always fun ( Read more... )

Early in the afternoon, Dimitri decided a good way to keep the bobcat from attacking things in his apartment would be to take her for a run around town ( Read more... )

Sure time had passed on the island, but the void had been pretty...void-like. As quickly as the gym had ( disappeared... )

Dimitri had just convinced his bobcat shadow that no, the towels were not for attacking, but for cleaning the creature guts off of her when ( the post got too long for the flist! )

The bobcat was in attack mode. Again. It had become something of an evening ritual ( Read more... )