It seems I'm back. Has everyone been okay?

Word of advice. Keep away from Max Guevara on the stairs.

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[after a few weeks of unconsciousness in the castle clinic, Michael shifts in his bed and starts to come to. he had slept well with the feel of Fiona in his arms. he rolls over a bit, searching for that warmth and murmurs..] Fi...

[but when he opens his eyes he's not where he was...he's...looking around...and...] No. No dammit! [he sees his ( Read more... )

[Michael's heading up the stairs in the castle. He's got his journal in his hand as he's just coming back from hanging out at the shooting range. He's busy thinking about cleaning up and going down to the kitchen when he feels a sudden force slam against him. His face goes into shock-mode and his arms fly to try and catch himself. His journal sails ( Read more... )

[Michael's at home this morning and he's got the journal open beside him while he's cooking breakfast. He's not sure what possessed this when the fridge was full of yogurt, but he suddenly wanted eggs, potatoes, and bacon]

[he's listening to idle chatter over the journal and thinking to himself]

Shit. [a bit of oil splattered him]

[and while he ( Read more... )

Why do I always wake up confused in cities with beaches and sunshine?

[sighs]

And I happened to like living alone, thank you very much. The last thing I need is a roommate getting in the way of my work.

( [Cordy] )

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[annnnd eventually Michael wakes up from his loss, feeling pretty groggy. He flips through his journal and starts remembering parts of his week...and...wait- what? Oh dear...]

Please tell me I had a very long, very strange dream.

[oh he's so embarrassed]

[sometime after this, Michael is sitting and thinking. He pulls out his journal and taps his pen to the paper. He's been trying to forget all the images Del had shown him, all the worst of things that he always tried to forget. And he still felt sad that his very best friend had done that to him ( Read more... )

[Michael wakes up and stretches and yawns. He smiles to the walls around him] Good morning. [yup, he's speaking to the castle. Why is he almost...happy? Because! The castle is SO his BFF of ALL TIME! He loves the castle. If he could, he'd chuck the castle under the chin and say "Oh youuuu"......but right now he's pulling out his journal and ( Read more... )