The sound Samuels's neck had made when it snapped had been glorious, a sound fit to herald in his term as President. He was so close. Nathan had been properly disposed of, the poor fool, and there was no sign of Peter or Noah. He was going to succeed. He was actually going to ( Read more... )

Crowley, not under-optimistic but slightly paranoid, could never shake the feeling that once something was over, it was never really over. Kind of like James Brown collapsing onstage and 'miraculously' bursting back into life, but usually more unpleasant. He couldn't shake the thought as he drove himself and Aziraphale home, and he certainly couldn ( Read more... )

With a full tank of gas, a jug of Mountain Dew, and a bag of Doritos, Cassie was completely ready to start her trek across the City. Find out just how large (or small) her prison was. In the past few days, she'd become restless, fighting the urge to head over to the nearest hatch, and assemble a dummy, just to have something to practice on. Of ( Read more... )

Oh hello Taxon, this is Aziraphale. He's terribly pleased with himself, at finally having worked out how to use these blasted tablet things. He's also sitting in what looks like a charmingly dusty (there's a very thin line that has to be observed between 'charmingly' and 'a bit yucky') bookshop, at one of those 'rustic' tables that aren't actually ( Read more... )

Anna found herself in the cememtery in Shelley. Her hands shoved into the pockets of her coat, the gentle, but artifical, breeze tossing her hair. Dean's mind had been healed, and it unsettled her stomach. She found that she didn't feel like eating after that. Something so human after what she and Castiel had agreed to do.

It was for Dean's well- ( Read more... )

If people are watching the tablets, they'll see Dean, lounging on a stool. He looks relaxed, totally sprawled out with a cocky grin on his face. The tablet's set to visual, so all that can be seen is him and a bit of the club in the background, which looks like The Bronze. Since this is the only club like place Dean has been to in Taxon, he figures ( Read more... )

((Set after this))

Anybody with lockpicking skills wanna swing by the Sunnydale High School Library, in Wilde?

Please?

"You know, it has been ages since I've seen a Sci-Fi film," Alex Drake told her glass of wine. While to the common eye it would have seemed as though she was thoroughly pissed, she was far from it. In fact, this would only be her third glass of wine that evening, and at the rate she was going, the third would soon turn into her fourth, then her ( Read more... )

They were stuck.

They'd survived the bloody Apocalypse, and now they were stuck ( Read more... )

"Huh."

"This has got to be the most boring hallucination I have ever had. Either that or-- " a brief pause, "-Nope, not drunk."

The man gestures with a cane, not speaking at anyone... since no one is technically there, "I mean, come on! You couldn't have sprung for a couple of stripper poles and fifty barely legals working their way through college ( Read more... )