Dated July, 2009:
With Kendra's help, Cain finally does something about disposing of the Iron Suit.

[HERE | In Progress | PG]

At this point in her enforced stay on the island, a blizzard in the middle of tropical weather was less a surprise and more something new to be factored in. She'd spent the time at the compound, reasoning that even on the offchance her hut could be heated enough to manage, coordinating any ITF response was better done from somewhere where they ( Read more... )

Cain wasn't exactly sure why he even expected anything out of life except a swift and possibly painless death. That had been the only consistent thought he had during his time in the Iron Suit. He wanted someone to free him and alternately, he wanted someone to put him out of his misery ( Read more... )

It had been exactly a month since the...weekend debacle, and everything seemed to be fine with Jill, which meant Rodney McKay didn't have an excuse to stay hidden in his hut for much longer. Avoiding Sheppard and everyone else seemed a little immature, and Rodney did not want such an unflattering adjective attached to his name ( Read more... )

Right then, it was a quiet sort of life. There was Coraline, there was the Cat, which on certain days was a stand-offish little bugger and, on others, clung to ADam every time he stayed still for long enough. He hung out with Remy, played cards, taught her more Arabic. He spent a lot of time with Sarah. It wasn't a bad time ( Read more... )

You know what's pretty sad? That my standard of living hasn't really decreased noticeably since showing up here on the island. My hut isn't that much smaller than the dingy basement apartment in Chicago that I could barely afford, and I never really had expensive stuff anyway since (1) I was usually flat broke, and (2) me and electronics didn't ( Read more... )

Az knew she shouldn't have been interested, but she was despite herself. She had come to the bookshelf with the definite purpose of finding more books on advanced chemistry because the ones she had received with her gift in the beginning of the year were now woefully inadequate. But on her way to choosing something heavy and scientific her eye ( Read more... )

Book’s cold had faded, thank goodness, and he was feeling much more human this week. After the chaos of the island’s trick from earlier in the week, he thought some much needed comfort food was in order. That meant another heaping pot of oatmeal (probably a little better than last time), sliced fruit, a couple plates of pancakes, and all the ( Read more... )

It was too gods-damned quiet ( Read more... )

"'Curiouser and curiouser!' cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); 'now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet!' (for when she looked down at her feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off)." Coraline said, reading her ( Read more... )