[ When the video comes on Helen's in her medical lab, clearing away some equipment. For those that may have seen her over the past week she's certainly looking like the Helen Magnus that you're more familiar with - confident and certain, and she feels good to be back ]Glitches certainly have a different meaning to them after you've experienced one ( Read more... )

Piper has found her programmed possession, her club, P3She doesn't look particularly happy, or unhappy. She'd like to think she looks a bit contemplative ( Read more... )

[ oddly enough - or maybe not, if you're familiar with jenna sommers - she's wearing a bright smile when she turns on the tablet this time. she's sitting in the living room, on the couch, with her tablet in her lap, on top of a pad of paper. she might be thinking of something else at this point; her mind's on about a million things right now. ]Hey ( Read more... )

A burst and crackle of static, and all over Taxon tablets flare into life, giving the city the Sheriff's smiling, amiable countenance.

Behind him, there's what appears to be a small, municipal police station, complete with two jail cells in the background. There's another uniformed man there, who is currently shutting a jail cell door on two ( Read more... )

To say that Helen was a busy woman would seem to be an understatement. Since Helen's arrival she'd spent her time exploring the city, going in and out of her Sanctuary more times than might have seemed necessary and collating information. The database that she'd started the other day was slowly and steadily growing; the library that she'd found had ( Read more... )

The visual feed from the tablet clicks on to show the interior of a large building that is vaguely reminiscent of a warehouse or some other sort of industrial building-- cinderblock walls, cement floors, support pillars and nothing in the way of furniture yet-- except for a slightly incongruously brand-spanking-new hatch set into one wall ( Read more... )

Word has it, Taxon, that there's going to be a party. These rumors are not untrue, for one slaying has arranged something of a get together for the Fourth of July. Unfortunately, the Extras have caught wind of this soirée and are already in the presence of crashing it, rocking those holey jeans and chilling with some Lynyrd Skynyrd and good ol' Hank ( Read more... )

The Frye House kitchen seems to be going full steam. There's a tea pot on the stove, baking supplies spread out over the counter, and one mechanic bustling about in the middle of it all. She's a lot more cheerful now than she was a year ago, when systems were shutting down and they were all suffocating. Definitely a better day, and by far a ( Read more... )

There’s a dull ache at her back when Piper opens her eyes. Finding herself standing, no less, on a platform in a strange metallic room that doesn’t resemble an ounce of the cold, cave structure of the Underworld sends Piper into panic mode. She looks around the room, trying to get a grasp on where she is-and where the Source is, he couldn’t have ( Read more... )

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