Today, there is a wedding.

Today, there is a wedding and there might be heavy weaponry and possibly forts but first and foremost, there is a wedding.

The hotel's deck area is decked out in flowers, soft colors and subtle decorations ( Read more... )

If someone could cling to a room, John would be doing so. But, since he can't, he settling for hugging doors and appliances in between throwing the last of his things in bags.

He'd miss 238. And other things. But 238 mostly. Maybe.

[Say goodbye if you'd like. He's gone later tonight.]

John couldn't keep the door shut if he tried. He's got two kids in the room who are polar opposites and who haven't stopped fighting with each other since leaving the ice cream shop ( Read more... )

The room was too empty, too quiet. He'd taken to talking to Bertram to make some sort of noise but a DRD who could only waggle eyestalks at you really wasn't the best person to have conversations with. And there was nothing left in his head anymore to talk to. The fact that he actually considered voluntarily talking to Umberto scared him a ( Read more... )

After watching his girlfriend get knocked out and kidnapped by her own mother and the subsequent recruiting of friends to help him get her back, John's waiting for Isabel, Peter Parker, Luke and Sam. One last meeting before leaving. One last moment of quiet to hope and pray that she was okay. One last moment to be angry at her and be scared for ( Read more... )