Nikolai hadn't really been planning on staying in Los Angeles when he'd left the island for Thanksgiving, but then he had. Which meant, inevitably, that a heaping crapload of his stuff had been left behind... not the least of which being his bike.Aaand all of his DVDs. And half of his heroing equipment. His spare helmet. A few books. His weights ( Read more... )

There was something to be said, Nick noted as he flipped through his notes on the case he'd been trying to get to the bottom of for the past several months, for criminals who left a neat and tidy paper trail for him to follow. They made his job so damn much easier, after all. Unfortunately for Nick, known as The Gorgon to anyone who had the ( Read more... )

Halloween. Today of all days, Nikolai was used to some kind of fuss going on outside, people in costumes (beyond just what they wore to work on movie sets, of course), parties, the whole nine yards. And he'd even contemplated going to the party in town for a bit, but he didn't have a costume of his own, and he'd taken one step outside, was hit ( Read more... )