Some could say it was cowardess that had Duncan very, very scarce during the dinosaur madness, but that wouldn't be accurate, entirely. He'd stood out on the front step of the Compound and looked on for a moment or two, just hoping he didn't see and stragglers that heroic streak in him would demand he rescue. He didn't, and he'd been back inside ( Read more... )

Three days felt like forever when you were stuck inside a hut. He'd been staying with Joe ever since Ray had caught him out in the woods playing with his gun. As a result, Joe had been keeping a pretty close watch on him since bringing him home. It was to be expected though, he figured, apparently trying to shoot yourself was a bad thing ( Read more... )

OK, yeah, he'd brought it on himself. He understood that. He got that. But still, Duncan hadn't felt so low in a long time. At least when he was hit with Lilly's death, he had the good sense to not remember it, but this... It was a dull pain. A sort of really painful calm before the storm. What happened when this bottle of his meds ran out? ( Read more... )

It had been six days and a handful of hours and minutes since the last time Logan had thought or done anything sexual. Not exactly a medical emergency, but unusual to say the least. It wasn't as if he didn't have an outlet, his right hand was working just fine last he checked, and Neil was usually both eager and willing... Logan just hadn't been ( Read more... )

 Logan's been sulking for days now. He's mourning, and I get that, but now, I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know why he won't get out of bed. It's late afternoon now, and I'm pretty sure I haven't seen him up and about since early yesterday, and it seems like it's getting worse instead of better. I've been out for hours, walking the fucking dog and ( Read more... )

Christmas without gifts was the suckiest experience that Dick Casablancas had ever lived through. And he hadn't even had a killer party at Shelly's. None of this in any way was fair. Just like, none. No gifts, no cash, no booze, no drugs, no getting laid. He was like, the Grinchiest Grinch to ever Grinch up the stupid place. He gave the wall a ( Read more... )

She didn't know what to pick. Kneeling on the floor in front of the games closet, Veronica inspected the choices at hand and had no idea what the difference were, aside from the obvious visual ones. It wasn't so much that all the sleds looked the same to her -- that bear sled definitely didn't look like anything she had expected, which kind of made ( Read more... )

There was a bed on the beach.

One corner was actually in the water, the rising tide starting to lap at the white plastic on either side of the base.  The mattress was covered with expensive sheets, pillows and a comforter in a soft grey, and there was a dark wood frame all around the edge, almost a bench.  Two small round tables were attached ( Read more... )

Jim and Pam to throw a Thanksgiving meal for a small group of friends. It turns out to be a nice get together.

[OOC: This was a big ol' gathering post, dated November 23, and I'll just toss up a PG-13 for language.]

There were times that evn kings needed their rest. Such was the case for on Duncan Kane. He wasn't supposed to display any side of him that suggested he was antisocial, and in the longrun, he wasn't. There were moments every man needed to be alone, to gather himself or loose the baggage of others, and that was the way it had been for Duncan. He ( Read more... )