I asked the inevitable Thanksgiving question. The Nexus is a woefully unthankful place, overall. But I got to see both Jacks, and know what to get them for Yule, so that's a good thing.

Daisy's practically moved into the Nexus it seems. He's certainly there a lot. He brought his adopted child, Mel, who was wondering about whether we allow ( Read more... )

Finally, after months of work and discussion, compromise and delay, their new home was finished. Everything of vital import had been moved, excepting the family: they were going through the Dreaming, so Jack could go with them. In that place, what was in one reality a large stone building in the middle of a city was a smaller stone house with a ( 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... )

It was a triumphant Ali who returned home that day, Samus in tow. And why shouldn't she be? She'd talked Samus into wearing a dress. And nobody got shot either. She suspected it's because Samus had no idea what these dresses would look like. Ali didn't feel guilty though: after all, Samus had seen what Aramis was wearing, and should have ( Read more... )

Hod's invited us to the Pantheon Games. That should be fun. I look forward to going. He's so adorably eager. Coaching agrees with him, I think.

That little boy with the tail, Kuja, needs a way to keep someone from hurting or compelling him with magic. I'll have to look into this further before I can offer him any real help, though. Hopefully ( Read more... )

( beautiful insanity )