( No flowers yet. )

( A short month, but very busy... )

Füst and I found Jenka. There'd been an attack and they got separated. I'm glad everyone's okay, so far.

Jas decided to reappear finally, whining about the unfairness of life. And he'll never get it. It was a little surreal watching him and Sweeney posturing at each other.

So, there's already another Sweeney. (Between us, I like the first ( Read more... )

There's a new Malk in the Nexus, Daisy Olson. He's having a problem with a hunter back home, poor thing. He likes fairy tales, but doesn't understand them as well as he thinks. And he wants to be a romantic. Or at least he seemed to want to one night. They're so flighty sometimes. But he does have a strange sort of wisdom. When he's not ( Read more... )

I know the Nexus is vast and diverse, but I still wasn't expecting Graf Orlok. I just hope he leaves his coffins at home. I'm already worried enough about catching something in the Nexus. If I scrub my hands any harder after going there, I won't have any skin left.

Jas is considering rewriting his own history. I hope he doesn't. He'll only ( Read more... )

( Nexus Misadventures )

I had such a lovely afternoon with Jas. It feels like it's been ages since we could be that comfortable together. It's only been six months, but it's been a lifetime ( Read more... )

So, there's somebody who was leaving letters, or diary entries or recordings, around the Nexus. He seemed shocked that they're getting replies, so I must assume he didn't know about the Nexus quite yet. He eventually came in person. He still won't give me his name though.

Quite unlike poor Raphael, who got chased there by a mob. It's really a ( Read more... )

Ali's directions brought her and Jas to a nice sushi restaurant tucked in one of the little corners of the Nexus where people have set up something resembling a village (if you overlook the mix of cultures, architecture, and species). After a brief wait for a table, they're seated, the waiter barely having time to introduce himself (as "Kevin", ( Read more... )

Poor Namor's being worked far too hard at home. It seems his mother and grandparents didn't know: the tutor had been recommended by his aunt. I really really don't like her. But, when the situation was explained, they were all agreeable to the necessary changes. He'll be attending lessons with me, in part, so he can learn more about the surface ( Read more... )