Kind of late, but better late than never, eh?

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Lady Jennifer Sparks awoke with the dawn, as was her wont, and gazed out the window as she reminisced on the sad and strange sequence of events that had brought her here. First her parents had died in that terrible boating accident while she was away at the girls' school in Vienna, leaving her father's business rival to steal the family fortune ( Read more... )

Jenny was sound asleep, drooling blissfully onto her pillow, when...

"MUMMY!"

Well, that had been nice while it lasted. "No, go away!" Like that would work.

( Cut for language and Jenny being Jenny )

OKAY SO ( Read more... )

It seems to be the week for that ( Read more... )

Jenny was preparing to ring in the new year and her birthday with a bottle of vodka when a Door opened and a black-gloved hand shot through, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her back with it. "Hey!" Jenny started to protest.

Then she realized she was standing in the Garden of Ancestral Memory with the rest of the Authority. Her Authority. And they ( Read more... )

Jenny had a monster hangover, a purpose, and one more final. She also had a song stuck in her head.

Jenny I've got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny don't change your number
867-5309
867-5309And suddenly, Jenny realized why Midnighter had looked so maliciously gleeful when he'd told her her new phone number. She was sure she'd had worse ( Read more... )

The Garden of Ancestral Memory, home to all the previous (read: deceased) Doctors, would really make you wonder exactly how many of them had been on crystal meth, Jenny mused as she materialized there. It was all rather...psychedelic. "So, what's going on?" she asked, turning to Habib--just as Habib vanished into thin air, presumably back to the ( Read more... )

Jenny was enjoying a nap between studying and going down the pub. After almost a hundred years of anything and everything, she could sleep through a hurricane, and after a year on the Carrier, she could certainly sleep through a Door being opened in the near vicinity. Which would be why she didn't wake up when an orangey rectangle opened up in ( Read more... )