Gates isn't sure how long he's been gone.

It's practically Christmas and he's practically family; she's put this off, she damn well knows why, but she sits down and she goes through everything and it's all dead ends. No email, no cellphone number, no contact address, his fucking livejournal is down, it's radio silence she can't break through and ( Read more... )

When Mrs Blakely asked me if I was going to speak here today, I looked at her blankly and I asked her why. It was probably the stupidest thing I've ever said to that woman, and I've come out with some doozies over the years - I wouldn't blame her if she got mad at me or if she were hurt. The thing is she just looked right back at me and said 'you ( Read more... )

So this is how it always goes: something happens to Gates, and then she happens to someone else. Typically, it doesn't start very interesting, just with the mail. Letter (Da), postcard (Katie!), bill (ugh), bill (ugh), chain letter (what the fuck), promotions (pass), newspaper (pass), magazine subscription (when did she get that?), and...a package ( Read more... )

hey, you and I are going to have a big love affair, and it won't work but somewhere in the middle, my god, we tried.
She is fifteen and sharper than she has any right to be; he is twenty and too old for her, whatever she thinks. She pursues him anyway, relentless in this as she is in all things, laughing at him and arguing with him and occasionally ( Read more... )

Apartment-hunting - in New fucking York of all places - is not exactly how Gates planned to be sending September, but it turns out to be how it works out anyway. She doesn't really want to go back to Liverpool, and Harry's been making noises in her ear about moving out of the damn office for years, anyway. It's not really a serious thing - she can ( Read more... )

Mrs Keel sits on the edge of the table, not any of the available chairs--or that one sofa--but David's been working with Slayers for the past few years and that table's taken more abuse than a thin brunette in her thirties glaring at him from on top of it. He thinks she looks a little older and a little younger than she is, which seems par for the ( Read more... )

"You are bleeding from your mouth, you idiot woman ( Read more... )

[[ooc warning for violence.]]

"Keel, Keel Invest--Anders?"

"G--"

( everyone i know goes away in the end )