{The slip had been handed to him first thing in the morning. And Evan had been a little confused. Sure, they'd told him his powers might be needed for certain operations of a delicate nature. What that had meant, he hadn't thought on ( Read more... )

Evan sat at one of the tables, nursing a now cold mug of coffee and playing with a folded and shredded napkin. He'd already put on his thermals, a half dozen pair of socks -which meant his boots didn't lace up, two pairs of pants and his five t-shirts under his military issue jacket. Pyro had even given him a pair of fingerless gloves. The guy ( Read more... )

As far as Pyro was concerned, the rooming arrangements sucked. He did not appreaciate the enforced -you will not sleep- policy because that was just what it was. He stayed in his room just to make sure that Esme didn't get in trouble and mostly to keep Jack from having the satisfaction of clocking him one again ( Read more... )

Evan returned to the camp with a mild look of wonder on his face. He hadn't really expected that at all. He'd never really felt the effect of his own powers and he suspected that was exactly how it felt to have his 'bliss' pushed.

And just, wow. Really, he was starting to understand Ophelia a little more. Feeling that all the time, it would drive ( Read more... )

*Edie sat in the make-shift kitchen. She had a cut up apple on a plate in front of her and a half empty bottle of water. Wuthering Heights was once again open on the table in front of her and she was already most the way through it.

She sighed, already missing her iPod but not exactly willing to have it out where someone like Stryker or Jack could ( Read more... )

{Evan had never been the type to avoid people. It wasn't in his nature. But lately, with all the uncertainty, Emma's anger and Creed's possessiveness. Well really, avoidance was keeping his head intact. So far, he was doing not so bad -since Emma had practically left him with a migraine for life ( Read more... )

*Edie was lying down on the rocks near the lagoon. With her pants rolled most the way up her legs, she was able to dangle her feet in the water. She had little flame stars floating around in the air above her that seemed to almost dance around each other. She breathed deeply, calm and collected after her... meeting with Jack. She knew it wasn't ( Read more... )

*Esme stood outside the med-tent, picking her nails nervously. She'd woken up from her nap minus one Firefly. That wasn't what had woken her, though. The problem was her side was hurting. And bleeding. Damn it. She didn't want to think about what had reopened it. Not at all. It had to be taken care of right now.

After a few moments, Esme opened the ( Read more... )

*Emma sat by the far end of the camp, sitting on the dirt with a small smirk. She was mostly watching everything around her. She'd heard about the supposed mutant 'hunter' in the camp. Stryker's security she suspected. And she had the distinct feeling that this signalled a change. But she hadn't been able to really get into Stryker's mind to figure ( Read more... )

*Edie never thought she'd be this happy to return to camp. Other than a new scar to add she was fine, though she was a little worried about Esme. She'd bathed and changed and was feeling less anxious ( Read more... )