There are few things St. John dislikes worse than being cooped up because nature is doing something that prevents him escape. Amongst those are root canals, the Shop, and getting seeds stuck in his teeth ( Read more... )

One should never let Doctor Bowman sit around for too long without doing anything. If one lets Doctor Bowman sit around too long without doing anything, he gets bored. He gets bored and he starts looking for something to do ( Read more... )

Oh, Doctor Bowman. Doctor Bowman, what are you up to today in the neighborhood of makebelieve town of Hell? Well today, boys and girls, the good Doctor is up to building something. It's anyone's guess what he's building, but there are parts from an old Roomba, a tape recorder, an i-dog and god only knows what else strewn about the sidewalk in front ( Read more... )

Gabriel hasn't gone back to his shop- no, they're still at Dante's, and he doesn't come down very often anymore. This, however, is one of the times that he does. He needs a little air, and he needs to talk to someone who understands. Not to say that Madeline doesn't understand, but...she doesn't. She doesn't need her power like he does. Like ( Read more... )

( The last few miles weren't too different from the ones that came before them. )

Nica...is annoyed.

There's something in the library that shouldn't be there -- something wrong, something that wasn't there before. She doesn't know what it is, yet, but she knows that she feels--different. She can feel something. She's got a headache she can't get rid of, and that almost never happens. There's always a reason for it...usually a ( Read more... )

St. John is not supposed to be out after dark. Especially not on a night like tonight where it's cloudy and damp and the dark itself is almost tangible, but...well, working on his lighterglovething went late, and the boy's got priorities. If he has to carry this stupid Bic around much longer he's going to....be....more irritable and snotty than ( Read more... )

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St. John wakes up slowly, via the sun viciously attacking his eyeballs with a little sun hammer and sun gong and sun knives. And possibly an atom bomb. And maybe a gun and some tanks and -- his head hurts, stfu ( Read more... )

Obviously, Wanda is at the bar. She is, in fact, just getting in--she went and got, of all freaking things, Christmas lights. The white ones. She sets the bag down on a table and takes out strings, unwrapping them slowly (they're all tangled up, predictably). Obviously, they will go around the newly glassed windows. Why? 'cause it's pretty. ( Read more... )