It had taken a few weeks of working while she should have been sleeping, interrupted by the sudden presence of children and by nearly two weeks spent in the medlabs recovering from her own stupidity, but Jean was finished. She'd tapped into Kat's head, those memories that had been altered so sloppily and so incompletely now repaired ( Read more... )

Ric had already technically celebrated Guadalupe Day* when Martini had reverted them all back to adults and now he was sort of celebrating the nine days of Las Posadas**. Though he wasn't technically all that religious, Ric felt that it was important to honour his family by at least acknowledging the various holidays existence and his heritage for ( Read more... )

"Fix it ( Read more... )

It'd been nearly a month since the mission and the gunshot wound in Kat's side still twinged. It was more the presence of the knot of scar tissue that bothered her than the fact that it hadn't healed. The doctors in the med bay had been more than skilled in making sure that she didn't get an infection and Kat had never screwed around with any ( Read more... )

Three days had gone past. Three long and tedious days during which Ric had been distracted somewhat by having to re-adjust to his now teenage body, which was demanding more than just food it seemed. His teenage, lanky, gangly, stupidly slim body was now rebelling and making all social interaction a potential no-no ( Read more... )

Kat paced down the hallway, her right hand moving up to hold her side for a moment as she paused, her hand against the wall. She really wanted to train, but she couldn't, not yet. Doctor's orders. Wisdom's lovely little antics when he first arrived had guaranteed that she'd not met him for breakfast as he'd suggested. She'd blown him off, thinking ( Read more... )

Bradley was in the rec room. He was back to his eternal struggle with improving the television, although at this point it might have made more sense just to build a new one. But this was now a matter of pride. He would best the foul beast, if it took him another month to do so. It had won several battles, but he was determined to win the war. ( Read more... )

Wisdom arrived under the cover of night, the Jeep carrying him the hours from St. Petersburg in silence. It wasn't that he was expecting a lavish display, since he needn't be wooed by Stryker to come to Siberia and bore himself stupid. He'd chosen to go there.

What the fuck, he'd chosen miserable cold and a girl he'd barely spent more than three ( Read more... )

[[OOC: Return post for the mission Logan, Kat, Allison, and Laura were on, which is here]]

The mission had gone decently well, except for one major snag. The intangible one, who managed to jump out a plane without a chute, got shot. How it had happened, no one was quite clear. Kat had managed to keep the warhead from exploding, and Allison had ( Read more... )

((Mission for Allison, Kat, Laura, and Logan. OOC thread for discussion is here.
Suggested posting order: first come first serve, then stick to that order.))Envelopes marked 'confidential' were never a good sign. Even less so when they were also marked 'urgent'. Logan sat down on his bed before reluctantly tearing the envelope open. A mission. ( Read more... )