Those that either visited the Sanctuary For All, or lived there, had probably noticed that Helen was not in the infirmary that day. The bed she was in had been neatly made and put back into order as it should of been. Instead, with a bandage across her head from the injury she suffered, Helen had moved several boxes out of the storage rooms up into ( Read more... )

It’s a quiet afternoon in Levi’s mansion; the others are out hunting, so he and Shane had decided to take advantage of the silence, lazing around on the couch contentedly. They’re mostly on-and-off sleeping, Levi laying flat out on his stomach and Shane lying pretty much on top of him, curled up ( Read more... )

Hello there Taxon; Arabella hasn't been around a lot lately because the mun fails like a epic failing thing but she's back now; currently she's standing in her favourite haunt- the beach. Just watching the waves quietly lashing the shore and contemplating her current life with tender eyes ( Read more... )

John didn't know what had happened. His head was pounding, leg ached, and he had a distinct impression that he'd been in a brawl or three. He woke on the street in some nondescript part of Taxon. How had he gotten out here? How many nights had passed? Glancing down at himself, he saw it. Blood. His hands and clothes were spattered with it. Memories ( Read more... )

John had broke from slumber in a most unsatisfying way. Gasping, the top half of his body thrust itself up. His eyes searched the room. This place wasn't right. He was in his quarters of Helen's Sanctuary, but the problem was, he couldn't remember how or why he was there. Tossing the blankets off of his body, John leaped out of bed and snatched up ( Read more... )

Despite the odd weather changes that had come over the usually unclouded Taxon skies, Helen Magnus continued with her plans to have a party on All Hallows Eve. Normally, Helen wouldn't even consider such things, but given that most of her residents would be expecting one? She didn't mind having one for the occasion. On the morning of Halloween she ( Read more... )

Usually Ashley could find herself a rooftop to sit upon and think, to work through whatever was bothering her or to calm from her mental beating if something had gone wrong. Here, despite their being plenty of rooftops to choose from it didn't quite seem appropriate. The situation was different, wildly different from anything that they, ( Read more... )

He wasn't ever at home here. No matter how wonderful the accommodations, and no matter how large the space, John was never completely comfortable. He knew he had to stay close, for Helen, for Ashley, but there was so much about his personality that screamed at the stillness of his new life. He paced the Sanctuary, learned it's ins and outs. He wasn ( Read more... )

It was rare for Helen Magnus to actually fall asleep. As Will had so brilliantly put it: she kept an eye on the ranch. Fatigue did catch up to the Victorian woman eventually. It led her falling asleep on the couch in her office. Merely a cat nap. Perhaps it would have been longer if it the dreams she had were truly happy ones.

( cut for tl;dr/spoilers. warning: may induce heartbreak. )

((Also [ location: sanctuary (for all) ], this is also an accidental visual))Ashley couldn't remember the last time that she'd had a good nights sleep, so when she woke up that morning she actually felt tireder than usual. After failing to go back to sleep to shake off the feeling, she pulled herself out of bed. Something though, didn't feel right ( Read more... )