By wrapping your arms around it gently and telling it you'll never let it go I suppose.

So after many many months of searching, signing papers, packing, un-packing, re-locating, and money transactions I am please to announce that Jeanne-Marie and I have finally, yes finally, moved in with one another. Finding an apartment that lets you keep a pot ( Read more... )

Your gifts will either be sent to you, or should you want to stop by and pick them up Jeanne-Marie and I will be around the next few days. Please call ahead so I can prepare a drink for when you arrive.
Merci.

[List of JM and Kyles presents to their friends can be found here]

I sincerely apologize for being absent for the birthday celebration of my three favorite people, but to make up for it I now present you with these gifts.

For Jean-Paul: shoes, gloves, sweater-vest, and spa certificate
For Jeanne-Marie and Aurora: shoes, a corset made just for each of you, and rings for each of you.

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack.

To celebrate, let's all listen to some Queen.

Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her? Find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight, and ache for him? -Hannibal

He hasn't forgotten how beautiful she is.
In fact there isn't a day that goes by that she is far from his thoughts; her eyes, the curve of her smile, the way her accent ( Read more... )

"So what's your story?"

Kyle looks up from his hands, which are streaked with dirt and crusted blood, and into the bruised face of a fellow homeless man. His eyes are runny with some kind of infection and Kyle can smell disease on his breath, but he does not draw away. This is the first person to have talked to him in weeks, and even if his sanity ( Read more... )

He's very much like he was in the beginning. A lost child wandering the streets, ragged and dirty looking. Moving from one town to the next in an attempt to outrun himself, to try and distance himself from the monster he knew was growing inside him ( Read more... )

I'm going to be gone for the next few days, I'm being sent out on a solo mission by Ms. Hudson.
I can't stand it here, I need to leave. I'm going crazy being inside so much.

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We have arrived home from our mission into The Savage Land, and I think it's safe to say we're all happy about it. Except me.
The whole thing has left most of us feeling...somewhat sour about the experience, so I think it is best that before we re-join to discuss the mission and the outcome that each of us is given enough time to unwind.
The Beaubier ( Read more... )