The same flap of wood had been driving Freddy batshit for the better part of two weeks now. It was nothing more than a loose... thing, on the hut. He wasn't exactly sure what the technical term was in the overall structure, just that while usually stationary and harmless but whenever the wind picked up it would get caught and thwapthwapthwap until ( Read more... )

Back in early November, Freddy decides to take some time away from his usual patrol route and ends up running into one Larry Dimmick. The two end up in a stunned, tension heavy stand off as they talk and try to figure out how to react to seeing the other alive and moderately well off. Things start off emotionally difficult, and to be honest don't ( Read more... )

The jukebox had been an asshole for the better part of the day, and Freddy had given up on lounging with a stack of comics like he'd been planning for. At first it hadn't really been that bad, just seventies pop hits in an hour long block before it started repeating the same shit time after time. One minute he's absently humming along to Sandy ( Read more... )

[ Spoilers for the film Rob Roy and a mild amount of violence follows. ]

The thrill that had run down Archibald Cunningham's spine upon seeing Robert Roy MacGregor on his knees, rapier point at his throat, was indescribable. He could still feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins, his heart beating out a resounding rhythm against his ears. ( Read more... )

( The good captain had not, would not, cut her hair. )

On Anita's birthday she realizes that she actually wants to celebrate it. Spending time with Freddy seems the perfect way to do that, though strangely it starts out with a discussion about ammo, mostly the lack thereof, and Island tricks.

Still ongoning. PG so far. Dated to July 20.

The floor shook beneath Betty's feet and everyone stumbled from side to side uneasily as they tried to claw their way around the inside of the helicopter. Her light blue eyes were wide as she watched the two massive men hanging from the aircraft's base struggling against each other. Another shake brought her to her knees with a small shriek and she ( Read more... )

It had taken hours for Freddy to even notice what day it was. He'd gone through his day as usual, with waking up next to Anita, getting dressed, walking and getting his morning coffee. It was just so easy to fall into that kind of domestic routine. Everyday it was the same thing and it turned into a sort of reflex to just fall back on it, ( Read more... )

It was only near midday and the fucking day was already insane ( Read more... )

Ray had been on the island twenty days, and he was even more fascinated with it than the day he'd arrived, if that was possible. He'd been spending the vast majority of his time so far combing the terrain, first with full equipment and later just with the PKE and the Ecto goggles. His readings were all over the place; one day he'd get nothing on ( Read more... )