"I dunno."

Katie harrumphed and crossed her arms and looked at Franklin, a look he'd seen plenty of times from his sister Val. It was the look that meant, I know more than you so just do as I sayOnly, this time, he felt like he believed it for some reason ( Read more... )

Because I like post-apocalyptic RPs as plot devices. Also, was procrastinating.Six months in the city; Peter's settled into a kind of routine. He wakes up, he barely registers the lack of MJ beside him, he makes his usual coffee with five sugars ( Read more... )

( the first half of something for writer's soc. idk what the second half will involve. )

"You need to call before dropping by like this ( Read more... )

( jeran/cal otp. )

( milliways; i think this was the start of an oom last april. )

( it's sort of a prequel )

"I'm Wes Janson," he added, "but I guess you already know that."

"Sure." Inyri waved a hand at the door of the bar. "I've seen your wanted poster."

Wes grinned. Pretty, a pilot, and a sense of humour -- three for three was so very rare. He leaned towards her a little and said, in a concerned whisper, "Are you here to arrest me ( Read more... )

... i can't write jacen solo anymore, oh man, give me yjk!jasa back plz. also wes being almost sixty is like kgjldfkgjlfdg ridiculous. LET'S PRETEND THE SOLO KIDS ARE ALL UNDER TEN AND EVERYONE COOL IS STILL IN ROGUE SQUADRON. i might try and finish this later, buuut, here's as far as i got so far on what yubsie and chlorrel tried to make me write, from:

( exile spoilers? i guess. )

There were metal shutters blocking [the doorway], and she glanced at Owen again. "Some sort of code ( Read more... )