"Hmmm...is that an 'M' or an 'N'? Nary Elley? No..."

Nura drums her nails on the bookshelf's sixth level idly, tilting her head to peer at the dusty old tomes better, hair spilling onto her shoulders. She rubs the pad of her index finger against the binding of one in particular and feels the dust rub off it and onto her finger. She retracts her ( Read more... )

Maybe this was Stacy's work in order to boost crew mortal. Maybe a distracted crewmate had left the program running, but whatever it was, Lash walked in prepared to recreate a full scaled battle, and instead found herself gazing at stars in the open sky. The air felt slightly cold, but not enough for shivering. Instead it only drew her eyes towards ( Read more... )

The Nightmare King has been defeated. Those crew members who were touched by his madness have been taken down.

The City is a mess. So is the rest of the ship. As is most of the crew.

But it's all over. Finally.

Nightmare becomes reality....

[roster: Leader - Loren, Dream Girl, Hunter, Red Snout, Renne]

All he had wanted was some peace and quiet. First, he had found a way to rig the TVs in the hotel to link to the ship's library. Second, he had convinced Stacy to just let that be, and explained how odd "pulsing walls" were to most of them. Finally, he had found a couch on the far wall in the lobby that had the best view of the big screen TV the ( Read more... )

Victor hasn't been sleeping well. Nightmares have plagued him and woken him up night after night. That meant of course that no one else in his little pack have slept well either. It's only through a great deal of patience on Topher's part that Victor is still Victor instead of one of his other more dangerous imprints. He's on edge and unconciously ( Read more... )

As per the Chief's message, it was training time. Everyone who signed up for training (or was signed up by someone else) was ordered to an open square in the City ( Read more... )

There are uncharacteristically dark crescents under Luna's protuberant eyes, their usual twinkle a little dimmer than it's been of late. She seems to be drooping in an odd way, shoulders curled forwards in a hunch, hair unnoticed in her face, fingers dull and slow ( Read more... )

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There is a resounding mental alarum that sounds through the ship. Nearly "deafening." Lights flash from places for extra emphasis, making it impossible to ignore ( Read more... )