The evening is cold and dark, as is the wont of this time of Nexus year. Inside his private room, Lorne lounges in his fave armchair with a good book and an even better BGM, his trusted Seabreeze sitting on the table next to an ashtray. Tiny little wisps of smoke reach for the ceiling from the ashtray, where a cigarette balances delicately on the ( Read more... )