*It was the cold, more than anything, that had moved Simmons to head for the center of Nexus once more. His cave out in the wilds, while mostly warm and dry and (as of the moment) decently stocked with food and materials, was still no match for the security of civilisation (or what passed for it in this forsaken place). Occasional scavenging trips ( Read more... )

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Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves ( Read more... )

New Friends

*Simmons is thinner, his already wiry frame gone even rangier from his time off in the wilds, and he's tanned but not uncomfortably so. Living in Nexus strangely agrees with him, physically at least. The solitude and the distance he can put between himself and the nearest living soul is calming even, although the man is determined not ( Read more... )

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BV Simmons

*The area is deserted, except for the lone figure of a man making his way along on foot. His expression is not pleased, and his clothing is in slight disarray. Suddenly, one Reginald S. Simmons pauses, reaching into his pocket to withdraw a cellphone, checking its screen and frowning.*

Secrets? My whole existence is wrapped up in ( Read more... )