It was entirely possible that Warren didn't actually know the meaning of the word 'overkill.' At least, not when it came to organizing parties. And especially not when it came to organizing parties that people would be travelling across the multiverse to attend. He'd sprung for the rental of one of the side rooms at The Bronze, of course, and in ( Read more... )

So, last night had been kind of horrifying, what with the crying and the trapped and the hallucinations and the demons and the...look, there had been about a million 'and the's.' Perhaps a million and one. There had been screaming followed by Scrabble, and a lot of hiding away and re-thinking everything. Then Warren had taken Karla to the hotel, ( Read more... )

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