The first thing he noticed was the pounding in his skull, it centred on a point on the back of his head just above his neck and it throbbed with every beat of his heart.
( cont. )

Bran and Gwenno peeked in the door first, to make sure none of the students were in the room. It was late afternoon so it seemed that all the music classes had finished. "Lucky!" Bran whispered to Gwenno with a grin before the two slipped inside. They'd hit the wind and percussion room first, and this one looked very similar. A Piano in the ( Read more... )

( It would be like organizing a very small colloquium, only instead of giving papers, the participants would simply be getting acquainted... )

Bran sat at the table in the dining hall, intermittently eating something that looked vaguely protein based and sipping tea which was not the type made with bags thank goodness. Those would do in between meals but it was awfully nice to have real tea at meals. His eyes were going over a map that was set out on his place and occasionally he'd ( Read more... )

( Sparing your friendslist since 2008... )

((Warning: Spoilers for the entire series of Preacher under here. Also a lot of cussing.))

( Well, this sure as hell ain't the Circle K. )

( Arrival at the College )

He wasn't sure where he was. He could only gather so much information about his surroundings by looking around. It was Earth. But this wasn't the Earth he was familiar with. It was... so different. It reminded him of pictures of the past he'd seen in old books. It lead him to believe he'd somehow ended up in the past. Poor Quatre was entirely ( Read more... )

Bran could feel the headache coming on. The last time he remembered feeling so much like a fish out of water was when Will Stanton had visited. But even pieces of that were muddled in his mind. This ... this was something else entirely. For a boy who'd grown up in rural Wales this was really too much. He'd tried to pay attention to Mr. Asriel ( Read more... )