Lara was dying to get back to the Hive and explore it thoroughly. She had her pack on along with her pistols on her hips as well as her dual shoulder holsters. She stopped briefly outside the apartments to talk to the Doctor about Adam, then made her way back along the route she knew ( Read more... )

The jungle Queen has shaved off her hair. The long locks of yellow lie at her feet, and she is curled into a ball---a tight, frightened-looking ball. A worn-looking doll is cluthed in her emaciated fingers, an expression darker and more terrifying than rage on her face ( Read more... )

This is the meeting; that would be, Zuko got Hellboy to help set up outside-- there's no sight of rain, and bonfires are lit ( Read more... )

Because it's been too long, all pups are getting tossed in and around.

Lauren was in 202, checking over the state of her seeds, and keeping track of updates with the greenhouse. Things will be better once they can get some crops growing. Even though no real sun meant they'd have to fake seasons somehow. Which meant testing, and would have to start ( Read more... )

Lara hated sewing. She made no secret of despising the craft, opting instead for the more intersting activities that she'd learned at her father's side.

This didn't mean she couldn't sew. She'd done a lovely job stitching up her leg where Jason's grapple had torn her open. She'd also done a passable job stitching her fatigues. It wasn't fine ( Read more... )

That's it. She can't sit around anymore ( Read more... )

A while back, Ed had made some good dirt. Not a whole lot, just enough for, say, a small pot. And, Daddy is never one to let things go to waste. He's found having growing things around generally makes people happier ( Read more... )

She'd cleaned the guns and met some people, but she really wasn't one for sitting around. As darkness fell, she strapped on her gear and made her way out to where she'd seen Adam on the wall. If guard duty was to be her occupation, she might as well get some on the job training ( Read more... )

Lara had slept and ate, next order of business was to make her new room feel like home ( Read more... )

Mal is tired and hungry. Nothing is going right. How do you make a ship when there's hardly anything to make it with? No fuel source? It's wearing him thin but he refuses to give in or give up. He is not staying here ( Read more... )