Sergei's is open again.

theers cake here to celebrate

[Herz will be manning the fort for a little while at least. He's still a healing, stuttering mess, but he's refusing to hide in his room for longer than fourteen hours any given day.

Sitting out are a few various cakes--some meant to be taken more seriously than others. Enjoy the sweets, ( Read more... )

[Whoever screwed up Sergei's did Herz something of a favor. After his absolutely pathetic attempt at a brawl the other night, he's more than happy to find the restaurant deserted, but still in need of his attention.

He knows if he left the mess long enough, the Stewardess or another invisible ship hand would see to it's repair, but he wants to ( Read more... )

[Herz's frustration was slowly reaching its boiling point. He just didn't know what to do. Not with Link, not with Tan. He couldn't seem to solve one problem with the boy before another would rear its ugly head. He just wanted him to be happy...

And he personally hated feeling this desperate and...useless.  Even when he found ways to take his mind ( Read more... )

[Huh. This wasn't good. Herz had just finished checking his pockets and, uh, his comm was missing. Well, no, not missing. It was on his dresser. He knew it was. Little hunk of tech just hadn't made it into his work-out pants after he changed for the gym.

This could be bad.

Or...absolutely nothing.

...he was already at the gym, anyways.

Now that he ( Read more... )