There wasn't much about that man on the bench that would attract anyone's attention. He sat with his elbows on his knees, an unlit cigarette in his left hand, and he was looking down as if the cigarette would light itself if he stared at it long enough. What light the evening sun could afford him made strands of dark hair a dozen shades lighter.

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Hadyn couldn't have told anyone when he'd fallen asleep. He'd just known he hadn't been sleeping entirely well (despite the medication Caleb had put him on.) There had been strange dreams- rolling from declaring himself to be King only to be challenged five seconds later to his unexplained appearance in the middle of the frozen Atlantic ocean. In ( Read more... )

Being an Ace isn't easy, but really? Being twelve isn't easy. Being in a cast isn't easy. Being asked to accept that, once again, someone who had been like a father seems to be gone isn't easy. Being asked to write poetry isn't easy.

Eileen, brilliantly, will be focusing on how poems are hard and dumb and not thinking about anything else ( Read more... )

It was a good year, actually. Remembrance Day actually fell on Sunday, which meant the silence felt a little deeper, a little more like it reached over the entire nation. It left the soul actually feeling a good deal lighter, to lift one's head at 11:02 and smile at an old friend across from you ( Read more... )

It had been a month since his last injection, the last time he did Meth. That confrontation with Victor had left him feeling empowered, he was going to show them all. Lately, his hands had been shaking, he was unable to draw. Originally he had attributed that to his new tattoo, the ring of korean roses around his forearm with the names of his ( Read more... )

If Victor could live in his office, he probably would. But even surly Tens have to emerge from their caves from time to time, and today was one such day. Today he is out...and about.

And he's asking you questions. Particularly " What, precisely, gave you that impression?Because really, that is an awfully odd impression. He could be discussing an ( Read more... )

[It had taken the better part of two days for Caleb to finish cleaning up after the storm, getting the clinic ready for patients again, but today he's finally back in business. His work over in the Club castle clinic had been wrapped up, follow-up appointments scheduled, and those appointments missed due to the weather rearranged. Today, he's in ( Read more... )

There was no visible reaction to the letter a Two of Spades had delivered to him late last night. A brief flash of surprise, a tightening of his lips, but nothing to indicate what the letter contained. And it was hard to tell, all morning, that anything was wrong. Grouchy moods weren't exactly unknown when it came to him, after all - he and several ( Read more... )

He had crack of dawn duty. At 3:30am he had to get out of bed, to make it to the store by 4:30am ( Read more... )

Zoe's twenty-first birthday had started well enough, with murmured birthday wishes from Victor and a promise of dinner tonight before he left to start his day either in his office here or the one over at Club Castle. And it had, for a few hours at least continued well. She dropped in on the accounting office to check on Penelope - she might be ( Read more... )