Dated January 27, 2011:
When Freddie finds a chess set that is set in three dimensions instead of just the one, he also finds something unexpected: a chess partner.

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She'd worked herself to the bone.

She needed to get herself into shape. She needed it. It didn't seem to matter that there wasn't any performance. There wasn't any opening. There was only Nina, and now there was Lily with her eyes smiles and dark eyes, and Thomas with all his concern that she didn't understand ( Read more... )

It's nice out. This, in itself, is not unusual. In fact, to start as such is probably misleading, as there's nothing particularly unusual about one of the small scenes going on at the beach at all.

The scene in question is this: Charlie Crews is seated on the flattest of one of the outcrops of rocks that grace the beach, in a slightly modified ( Read more... )

Silence pounds against Thomas' ears just as the roar of the crowd did only instants ago. His knees, formerly supported by the mattress behind the set, sink into the grass and dirt, and his palms press against the ground. The change is too much of a snap, too sudden for him to immediately process all of it.

( Perfect is a dangerous word, he's known that for a long time, but this particular case isn't something he's sure he understands. )

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... )

There's something satisfying about it. It's not a big bonfire, not particularly big at all in its pit lined with stones, but it throws off enough heat to make him sweat, and it sends up smoke towards the sky. The sky is blue, a peculiar sort of aching blue. Looking up at it for too long sort of hurts so he looks down instead, takes a swig of the ( Read more... )

Tony Stark worked alone. It was a hallmark. He'd spent a lifetime neither needing nor wanting help when it came to the business of science ( Read more... )

Standing in front of the mirror in the ground level bathroom, there was a girl ( Read more... )

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

That pointy earred bastardFor days now, Jim's been searching. He's bundled himself up in layers and gone out in the sparkling, stripey wonderland that's nothing at all like the bleakness of Delta Vega. He's spent so long out in the cold that it feels like his toes are never going to be warm again. And, still, no sign of Spock. It's like, one ( Read more... )