[She's never liked the holidays much, ever since her parents left when she was a teenager. Even if her past few Christmases haven't been so bad. But with Angela's recent disappearance from the castle, Brennan's found even more reason to revert to her old habits and be a hermit, spending all her time either in her room or her lab ( Read more... )

[As Brennan stares at the open journal on the desk in her room, a tear falls first on the page. It ought to be her responsibility to say something. But they're words she does not want to write. So, it's a good minute or so after that, after Brennan struggles to get her emotions on control, that she actually places pen to paper ( Read more... )

[at first, the journal only picks up soft sounds --sheets shifting. a quiet laugh-- but as the movement becomes more pronounced, Booth's voice, still heavy from sleep, can be heard] Hey, Bones...what's the rush?

It's six a.m., Booth. [Her sentence is almost chiding in tone, as if he should already be aware of this fact. But her amusement softens ( Read more... )

I am currently looking for people interested in work at the Peace Patrol forensics lab. It is a relatively new venture that my partner, Agent Booth, and I have been working on instituting as a part of the criminal investigative process here in Paradisa. I am looking for intelligent, hard working individuals who hold some sort of background in the ( Read more... )

Has anyone determined whether the sudden occurrence of multilingual expression is limited to the journals? [Someone hasn't gotten out of the lab today, or had much (if any) in the way of human interaction.] Or whether this is the first time the journals have malfunctioned in any way?

[Unfortunately, with recent events being what they are, she ( Read more... )

Is it normal for these so-called "losses" to last this long?

[The concern is evident in her voice as she dictates to the journal. Although she's already flipped through it to find an answer, worry over her partner has her utilizing every accessible means of research. And that includes asking for help - even if she is very uncomfortable in ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Angela]

[Even as she dictates the message, she's walking to the clinic.]

Spike said that you were hurt. What happened?

[Filtered to Booth and Sweets -- mainly Sweets]Spike says that Angela has been attacked by a vampire. He promises to inform me when he knows more about who attacked her. I am on the way to the clinic right now ( Read more... )

-ridiculous, Booth. After recent events, I would prefer to keep the bodies closer by. I do not want my evidence destroyed by any further vandalism.

[The words filter over the journal as it slips from her pocket, falling on to the floor behind her. Adjusting the weight of the wooden plank in her hands, she scowls at her partner. Anyone passing ( Read more... )

[Even after watching the sunrise on a beautiful island, Brennan does not look so pleased. She sits on the steps of her bungalow, skimming through the journal as she looks for something specific.

When she does not find it, she scowls.]

I am thankful that these journals are still functioning, wherever we may be now. But I am not pleased with ( Read more... )

[Written.]Since my arrival to Paradisa, I have encountered a number of people that contradict my prior belief in certain species being purely of the fictional realm. But I still maintain that there is a rational explanation for even the most inconceivable of species. But there are some concepts I refuse to believe in ( Read more... )