The changes the usual December change had brought to the island this year were simply amazing. It was fascinating how things that were familiar had changed into something both new and yet still had a sense of their island selves ( Read more... )

This London thing is such bullshit. Rachel isn't sure who hates it more, she or Raylan, but thank God they're both cranky. She's not sure she could fake liking it for a month. Danny loves it. He's puffed up like a little rooster and she's trying not to ruin it for him. The thing is, Rachel has been to London. Real London has electricity and flush ( Read more... )

Dated November 5, 2011:
House visits Saffron at the clinic, and even manages a decent bedside manner.

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Dated November 7, 2011:
After two days in the clinic, Saffron is released, and more than a little glad to see people she'd been worried she'd never see again.

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Months ago, when the Circle had decided that they needed the Master tools in order to strengthen their magic and come into their full strength, Adam had fully supported the decision and even volunteered to use his summer break to search them out. If he’d known then what he knew now, if he’d known that the crystal skull that resonated with so much ( Read more... )

It had happened again. Or at least Ianto assumed as he headed toward the Hub around noon that Friday. There was a general buzz about the place, the frantic flurry of people trying to figure out just how buggered they were by the island this time. It was a nervous tension, then added upon by glee or misery as islanders decided what to do with ( Read more... )

It's not actually possible to force himself to be happy, but Priestly can at least force himself back to work and back out into the world of people instead of keeping to the treehouse and slipping out at night to pick up whatever he needs to survive on. (He could probably have counted on Rachel to keep him supplied, but what kind of an asshole ( Read more... )

Molly, the name hung on her lips and dripped from her tongue. Molly. Her heart ached, screaming inside her chest as she clung desperately on to her thoughts and memories. Molly. But it wasn't just Molly's loss, she remembered them all; Ragetti, Chris, Bob, Abby, Molly... their names were imprinted on her. They were a part of her and so was Molly. ( Read more... )

Okay, maybe the music's a little too loud. But if people are coming in for breakfast then they want to wake up, and if they want to wake up then a little old school punk is a good way to do it. He still misses Claudia's radio show playing while he's working breakfast, but some days he manages to put together a decent substitute. And okay, maybe he ( Read more... )

Humans were strange creatures. Such fragile, fleeting things that seemed to think that the entire universe revolved around them. It didn't, that was all to do with physics but it was also true in a way. The universe didn't revolve around them but the Endless did. Sort of. They were shaped by their thought, they were shaped by what they dreamed and ( Read more... )

When I'd first come up with the idea of Casino Night, I wasn't sure if it was even possible on the island. In retrospect, that might have been naive of me, because if there was anything I'd learned in over four years on Tabula Rasa, it was that its residents were capable of doing just about anything save getting home ( Read more... )