I'd always heard the Rift had a way of making people vanish, but this is the first time I've experienced anything firsthand -- either way, I come back and there's little girls getting killed ( Read more... )

Right, I leave the tower to find a place with a decent curry and end up nowhere at all for two months, only to come back in time for a little girl to get killed ( Read more... )

I've just received word that some of the people responsible for this may have positions in Chicago's own police force. There are still good coppers out there. I'm sure of it, but we've got no way of knowing who's who ( Read more... )

All right, everyone. For those who've seen the news, you already know what this is about. For those that haven't, what's going on is that some cowardly bastards are playing terrorist, trying to scare us wanderers off, firebombing places where we tend to congregate ( Read more... )

We need to talk, you and I. There's some news I'm not going to trust to a journal where for all I know you'll decide to see if you can fly all over again.

My room. Whenever Torchwood can spare you.

[Locked to Chris Skelton]

Chris, just what are you doing with yourself lately? Haven't heard from you at all.

Not that there's anything like CID around here, but I've got to keep an eye on my lads, don't I?

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[Locked to Becky Trapper]Haven't heard from you, angel. Are you all right ( Read more... )

Sam's angel can't much sit still, and neither can I. We're going to get him.

Anyone that wants to come along, feel free. No one's charging in guns blazing, but at the very least, I'll be having a look, seeing what they've done, and working out a plan from there.

Since he's working with you lot, I thought you might like to know.

{{continued from hereGene made it to his room before he went lionish. Ripped a pillow to shreds. And the sheets. That'll be wonderful to explain ( Read more... )

Saw that post you made, before it vanished.

Think you might tell me what happened?

We need to talk, you and I.