Paperwork. If there was a task everyone disliked, Magnus included, that would have to be it. No one with an ounce of common sense would like doing paperwork. It was long and didn’t serve any other purpose than making government officials happy when they audited one of her Sanctuaries. Of course, she wanted to keep her impeccable reputation, which ( Read more... )

Nikola glanced at he passenger and saw he had fallen asleep. He shook his head in disbelief. He had been the one to find him and he still couldn't believe this was real. He still wasn't sure, that's why he was headed to drop off his passenger at an old friend's. She's sort this out. DNA and abnormals were her specialty after all. She may even have ( Read more... )

Devon sat on her back porch swing and mused as she stared out at the thick greenery. The sounds of tiny laughs and protests came to her over the buzzing of the local insect life; the poor things tormented and chased by the passel of pixies flitting through the leaves. The air was heavy and humid and made her glad she'd opted for minimal in the way ( Read more... )

Even with the influx of new clones to the Sanctuary, it was quiet. Too quiet, if you asked him. Helen was holed away with Nikola. Druitt had stuffed himself into his room as well and Henry was not inclined to go knock on his door and ask him to come out for some 'bonding' time. The rest of the crew seemed to be hiding out as well and Henry felt a ( Read more... )

Nigel had left her room yesterday and Devon still hadn't gotten out of bed. Twenty-four hours still hadn't cleared her head on what to do and she was slowly sinking into a pit of self-loathing and despair. She didn't know what to do or who to talk to about it ( Read more... )

Today, Ashley has decided, is a good day. A great day. Even if there are some things she's not happy with, there are other parts of her life which have definitely improved. She's trying not to grin like an idiot, but it keeps sneaking out when she's not paying attention.

Currently, she's going about her daily rounds with a spring in her step.

It had been a handful of years since the last time Lara had seen Helen, though the occasional emails were exchanged along with pleasantries and updates. She'd heard of a few of her friend's escapades as gossip spread through the chattering masses of the aristocracy - where one could always count on being up to date on the newest scandal. Helen ( Read more... )

Everything had seemingly blown up and gone to hell and Henry was taking refuge in his room. Devon and Tesla had gone on some kind of raid with John, gotten captured - prompting a rescue mission, which had been scrapped when they'd rescued themselves. Some baddie had snuck through and Nigel had wound up killing him and was currently holed up in his ( Read more... )

Coming back to the Sanctuary John had felt his body groan in protest.  Teleporting seemed to be taking more and more out of him and in the condition he was in after the experiments in the Cabal facility he knew he needed a rest.  Resting however would have to wait as John was sure Helen would be worried about the rest of the invasion party ( Read more... )

Showered and changed, Devon limped her way down from her room to the infirmary. She intended to collect and store a few pints of blood while she was still amped full of Phoenix blood; knowing Nikola could likely use at least one of them and maybe keeping the other two for emergencies. Fae blood went a long way to healing him - amped Fae blood went ( Read more... )