Hadyn was back, after nearly two weeks away. He honestly didn't know if going had helped him determine anything at all aside from the fact that when he was gone he missed being here. Or maybe it was that he missed certain people. Either way, what started out as a head cold in Paris that waned and seemed to go away had since evolved into something ( Read more... )

Elisha isn't in his office. He's not in his rooms, either, or his studio for that matter. If someone was looking for the King of Clubs, they'd have to go through all the usual suspects and some of the more unusual ones - the training rooms, the kitchens, the offices of the other Club Faces - before they came across him in a secluded corner of Club ( Read more... )

The borders are finally open. And no major crises occurred, no huge disasters narrowly averted. Just the weird reactions of the landscape, houses popping up where there weren't any before, trees and rocks and bushes out of nowhere. It's a little worrying, but then, maybe this is how the Deck copes with a sudden population expansion. Maybe once ( Read more... )

Trees in the castle and rocks in the roads, and earthquakes all night long. Awesome. It was just what Amy thought of when she considered the perfect night. Who didn't want to be regularly woken because things were shaking, anyway? Sleep wasn't that important, even for insomniacs ( Read more... )

A new year. A whole twelve months for more ghastly screw ups. Ethan snorted as he swigged from his third longneck, feet up and a scattering of magazines on the table in front of him. He'd somewhat belatedly realized he'd forgotten to give himself a Christmas present. And really, what was the use in having money if one didn't splurge it every so ( Read more... )

Hadyn didn't want to apologize, but the truth was that Bond made a poor substitute for Elisha. He was cuddly, yes, but the puppy was...well a dog. And he was rather silent about a lot of things, which was an advantage when angry- not with anything else. So after rehearsals and doing his duty as the Ambassador to the Spades ( Read more... )

Avery surreptiously slipped her shoes off and flexed her feet - hours in heels last night, being subject to Cynric's every whim (and Cynric had interesting whims) had done a number on her feet, and she'd like to just be soaking them while she read a book. But there was always work to be done, wasn't there? She'd ordered the event planning staff to ( Read more... )

All day long, there's been rather depressing music playing on Shuffle's secret station. Songs admitting defeat, songs about regret. Occasionally, there'll be the crackle of a microphone being turned on...and then silence.

He doesn't know how to say it.

He needs to, though.

( He can't handle it alone. )

There was always a chance of injury when sparring. Particularly when sparring with someone that you were particularly competitive with (like ones brother). Hadyn didn't even remember how it happened, other than a series of complicated moves, and progressively annoyed Jordan. He'd lost his knife, but thanks to Elisha's training over the past year, ( Read more... )

The most brilliant of Christmas gifts for one's significant other is, of course, not all the Viktor and Rolf he could ever want that would be the easy one. Clearly, the ideal present is the one thing that he couldn't get when he was growing up: a puppy.

The cat will not agree.