Bill hadn't slept much at all in the past week, and he had the dark circles under his eyes to prove it ( Read more... )

Dated February 16, 2011:
Being Sarah Baum's slave for the day isn't at all the way Gaius imagined it would be.

[ HERE | Ongoing | PG]

Dated January 24, 2011:
A goddess and the accidental destroyer of all mankind run into each other at The Catscratch, and decide to share a drink and a bit of company.

[ HERE | Ongoing | PG]

The space station hung in space above the world, a white dot in an expanse of blackness, a mirror to the islands below, swallowed up and surrounded by blue ocean as they were. Inside, it bustled with fresh motion as people walked, talked, worked; every few minutes, in rooms and corridors, someone passed the hidden mechanisms of an Aperture Science ( Read more... )

Things seem to be incrementally adding up to prove to Sarah that there is something out there that wants her life to be the same kind of hell as back home. She doesn't have John, but she knows he's protected. And yet she's foisted back into that life and forced to watch John do something that she wants to take away from him -- and yet, she can't. ( Read more... )

Dated January 19th, 2011:
Sarah ends up in the middle of Los Angeles once more, in a familiar alleyway with a familiar threat. She also ends up with familiar faces from the Island and a need to explain her true life.

[ HERE | Complete | PG-13]

Dated January 19th, 2011:
After realizing what day it is, Sarah vows to do something differently -- ( Read more... )

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

Thirty. God above, that was depressing ( Read more... )

The meteor shower had been enough to get her melancholy. Then there had been the bomb scare and that just sealed the deal ( Read more... )

Even with all the parties that I helped coordinate throughout the year, Tabula Rasa Day had become my favorite. I'm not sure who started the tradition, but civic-minded as I'd become, I appreciated the idea of us having our own, self-determined tradition that celebrated not some holiday brought from another culture, but us as a community. Half ( Read more... )