Sometimes, people are attached ( Read more... )

It's Wednesday.

This is a very important day. Today is laundry day, like every Wednesday and Saturday, and just because he's in Taxon doesn't mean Billy is going to slack off on his schedule. Of course, he hadn't been following that schedule before, but the arrival of a certain redhead has changed that entirely. So in the afternoon, Billy gathers ( Read more... )

Dark. Heavy. Suffocating. Need air.

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"So," Sylar said, speaking into his tablet as he closed the last few feet towards the main Sanctuary. Fishing a few syringes from the medical lab at the Sanctuary For All hadn't been all that difficult, and from there, it had just required catching the trolley that lead to the center of the city. "Did someone order a house call ( Read more... )

Penny's arms were still curved to hold the laundry basket that had disappeared the moment she stepped into the Coin Wash, and it was with a jolt that she stumbled forward.  She did her best to ignore the sense of vertigo as she looked down at her empty arms, eyebrows crooking in earnest confusion at the empty space.  “Um.  What?” she asked out of ( Read more... )

After Godric had returned Cassie to her home, she'd spent the next three days locked up in the house. It was quiet, and she hadn't attributed that to the fact that she still didn't have her tablet. She hardly slept or ate and when she did, the food certainly wasn't good for her.

Cassie was curled up in the middle of her bed, unintentionally in the ( Read more... )

There was little that could be said about Gabriel's day so far. He'd woken up, gotten dressed, gotten something to eat, and then made his way out of the Sanctuary For All in order to head back to his shop and clean up the few loose ends that had been left dangling while he'd been making sure that Peter didn't end up killing himself from over ( Read more... )

It's the morning after the massacre ( Read more... )

It's the middle of the night and Cassie, restless as hell, finds herself on the 'Orbis' line of the Taxonlink. The one that circles the entire city. She's ridden it twice, now. A somewhat slow circle that lets her just watch the area outside pass her by. At least what that's what she thinks it's called. The little tram system has the words ' ( Read more... )

Dexter just doesn't pay attention sometimes. He's pretty darn observant when he does, but that's not always the case. That's how a falling picture frame sprained his shoulder last year, how everybody but him saw Kelly Preston's limo drive past the Commons last summer, and how he'd almost washed Roy with his laundry. More than twice ( Read more... )