It's a bright, hot, sunny summer day. Most sane people would be seeking shelter, or at least the nearest convenient body of water.

Axel's sprawled out on the roof, and enjoying every second of it.

A good spy is always spoiler free! heeeThere's a room where bad things happen buried deep underground ( Read more... )

They've taken over one of the couches near the fire. Minuet is in the corner, reading a book on musical history quietly, occasionally sipping on a cup of green tea with honey. Musette, on the other hand, is flopped upsidedown on the other side of the couch with her legs over the back and her head on one of the arm rests. She's nibbling on a ball ( Read more... )

Growing up, Keiran heard a lot of stories ( Read more... )

After the birth of his children, Saix changed slightly. Subtlely. He smiles more, for more people than just Pandora. He's not softer, but he's less judgemental. But while it's generally agreed that these are good changes, they have very little to do with the fact that he's waiting with the aforementioned toddlers for his beautiful wife to finish ( Read more... )

Hamel's got the little ones again.

Musette is playing with her little toy flute and Minuet is chewing on one of his blocks. Hamel watches them from his seat, drinking hot cocoa and nibbling on the occasional pastry. A violin hangs at his side, the small one as Pandora was using hers for the time being.

Every once in a while there's a new arrival to a world that you'll really remember.

Take this guy for example. There's a faint pop, before the ground thumps, and a man in shining green armor appears in bar wielding a rather impressive MBA5 ( Read more... )