It was late. Likely too late to be sitting on a fencepost in the dark, staring in at the sheep. They one that wasn't asleep was resting it's head against her leg as she idly scratched it. The moon was out already, even though the sky wasn't completely dark yet ( Read more... )

Fergus was a man who knew how to keep himself. It was a skill he’d learned young, practised early and for the most part, kept in good working order ( Read more... )

“I love you, Claire-Bear.”

It was disconcerting to be back here and on the other end of the spectrum, was the only thought Bennet could really put to mind in between the disconnect of Claire pulling away from him and the Haitian nearing to wipe his memory of anything incriminating, anything that would lead them to his Claire. Go deep, he’d said. ( Read more... )

( Spoilers for 1x19 of Heroes )

It's been a beautiful day and looks to be a clear, breezy night. Perfect weather for a party. The kitchen staff have taken care of most of the refreshments, and the bar is well stocked with what little is available for drinks ( Read more... )

This has been going on for a while now. There’s hemming and hawing and now it’s rapidly declining into death glares and stamping of the feet.

They’re deadlocked. Absolutely deadlocked. She doesn’t see the logic in it. Though, to be fair, she doesn’t really see the logic in a lot of things. But this? This is borderline uncalled for.
( cut for pupsterbating longish crazy )

Susan felt rather creative today, and so she spent some time at the bookshelf in the morning looking through cookbooks. Her cooking skills, which had been virtually nonexistent when she had arrived here almost a year and a half ago, had improved considerably, and she was beginning to look for new recipes to add to her collection. Today she was ( Read more... )

Charlie was trying to get into the habit of running a mile or so every day after breakfast along the sand, to get herself used to distance again, used to the stretch and pull of her muscles when she ran. She'd forgotten how good it felt to do something that she was just good at...all her life, Charlie had been good at two things: waitressing and ( Read more... )

Ariel found that pretending she was a Prince made being a man much more fun than it normally would have been. She found some elegant clothing in the clothes box, or at least they appeared that way to her, and she spent yesterday being extra polite. She opened doors for ladies, offered to escort them places, and was a perfect gentleman ( Read more... )

In retrospect, Luna wasn't sure if she was pleased or disappointed that her injuries had come from the tsunami itself, and not from the dinosaurs. Mostly, it just hurt ( Read more... )