So, originally, the plan had been for Karla, Warren, and all three children to show up at Fandom this weekend and do the whole reunion thing. They'd see old friends, show Nyles and Cora the island, and take a ridiculous number of pictures commemorating things that really didn't need to be commemorated. And then, last night, Cora had come into Karla ( Read more... )

It was early evening, and Jono, being somewhat twitchy after realizing that the island was doing something strange again, had decided that he needed some fresh air. Sure, 'fresh air' seemed to translate to 'coffee.' Was that really so wrong, just so long as he was going to sit in the park while he drank it ( Read more... )

Nikolai showed up for his Arms Hotel shift today with a somewhat grim look on his face. After playing cabana boy last week, he was far less inclined to be patient with any gremlins that happened to enter the lobby today ( Read more... )

Returning to Fandom made the vulnerable place between her shoulder blades itch. Not that it showed, because with everything, everything, Ino was locked down and practically barricaded behind her Turk persona ( Read more... )

After yesterday, Ino admitted to herself, that working here was almost a break ( Read more... )

Less than a week to Valentine's Day and Ino was more than willing to work-work-work at making sure they had everything they needed and that all the flowers were coming in when they were supposed to and a million other things ( Read more... )

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It was a busy day, all of thirteen days before Valentine's Day and Ino was hard at work and grateful for the work. It meant that she could fling herself into the job and not think about everything else while having good reason to not. She figured that, maybe, it was a bit pathetic for her to be so happy to not have to contrive a reason to not think ( Read more... )

After his misadventures in cooking waffles yesterday, Bod was happy to let the very skilled cooking staff do the cooking today. They would, at least, not be doing a lot of guesswork just to make the recipe right. While cooking seemed easy, Bod had realized that even the simplest of things was difficult. He was going to have to pay closer ( Read more... )

It probably looked like she wasn't doing anything as she sat in Cable-san's chair with her eyes closed.

That, however, was wrong.

Meditation was the goal for today and, after her class, it became a game to see how far in she could reach in herself. Which, admittedly, wasn't the same as finding out how far she could go on someone elseBut Ino ( Read more... )