Standing on Union Street in the chill darkness of a December's eve in London, he was only a few blocks from where the home he and his mother had shared had been. On the third day, he'd gone to look, finding that the buildings weren't quite what he remembered. In place of their brownstone was a candlemaker's shoppe, and he'd gone inside, coming out ( Read more... )

For a little while after I wake up, I figure I'm imagining most of this stuff, so it doesn't bother me the way showing up in that supply closet on the island did. The room - the entire little apartment - isn't too different from the place I had yesterday, except that the bathroom is worse and there's a kitchen I don't know how to use and it's an ( Read more... )

Dated November 19, 2011:
Still giddy after witnessing an open dimensional portal in the scrapyard, Fred goes to Spike, needing someone who'll listen to her babble about this latest scientific miracle.

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Seventeen days after reliving those last few hours of the war, I feel the best that I have yet, the closest to myself, again. I just can't believe it took me so long to find something that hits back. It's the biggest resource we have, here- the ocean- and I couldn't see it. I kept looking inside and coming up against walls, but I couldn't beat ( Read more... )

Dated November 18, 2011:
"I know the limited atmospheric readings we got are survivable," Tony said. Otherwise, it'd just be him and the suit and limited oxygen, since Chase's gear wasn't exactly full environmental hazard friendly ( Read more... )

Dated Early November, 2011:
Apropos of nothing, Jason visits Fred in the middle of the night. One thing leads to another and...

...Jason asks her out on a date.

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Dated October 31, 2011:
In a twist that everybody saw coming, the island's gift horse of a carnival turns out to be one that Fred should have looked in the mouth, when her new stuffed rabbit J. Robert Oppenheimer comes to life with nothing but murder on his fluffy little mind.

[ HERE | On-going | PG-13]

Though she could hardly count herself among the hardier island citizens, Olivia had been around long enough to know not to trust anything that popped up over night, especially when it all seemed to do nothing but want to entertain the island ( Read more... )

He'd lost track ( Read more... )

Penny yawns and scrubs a hand over her face, sighing as she frowns down at her textbook. It's still fairly early in the evening, but it had been a long day, starting with her waking up at three for her shift at the bakery, then keeping busy with homework and class for the rest of the afternoon. The notes she's taking now on her reading, while not ( Read more... )