COME, DRINK AWAY THE MEMORIES YOU JUST GOT BACK
Or possibly just soothe the existential ache

Kenzi was outta jail - thank everything and everyone who offered to post bail, you're awesome, and was behind the bar again.

Tino was not saying what he'd done that weekend. That made two of them.

Today had already been... interesting. That was a good word for it. Nikolai had woken up on his couch with some kind of tiny goat sleeping on his chest, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with no goddamn clue who he was, or where he was, or why the hell he had a goat in the first place. There were bills on the table, at least, and so he managed to ( Read more... )

Nick wasn't ignoring his phone today. Really. Odds were pretty good that the ringing that had been happening since last night, when his siblings and his mother started calling him, involved something he wasn't going to want to answer just yet ( Read more... )

There was something going on down at the school today? What, new students? Great. Nikolai never really had any reason to go down that way anyway, not unless there was something actively trying to kill everyone on the island and it was important to hit the books. But even so, days like today he was happy to have an excuse to steer clear. Sit at his ( Read more... )

One of these weeks, Nikolai would show up to work and not look like he'd been run over by a steamroller. Yep. One of these days.

At least this week, he was just exhausted. Too many late nights in Baltimore, not enough sleeping to actually make up for that. He was going to have to work out some sort of daily routine, at this rate.

Welcome to the ( Read more... )

Had the carnival changed? Retreated? No, but perhaps it had filled up even worse over the past twenty-four hours or so ( Read more... )

On Saturday morning, the smell of cotton candy permeated the island once again as the booths at Cooger & Dark's Pandemonium Shadow Show began to turn on and light up. There were more attractions to see today than there had been yesterday, and wasn't that just wonderful ( Read more... )

Nick was in a pretty good mood today. All heroing done last night in Baltimore had gone well, and today after the hits of energy he'd taken from muggers and drug dealers wore off, he still didn't feel particularly like he needed a sling for his arm. He had it tucked under the desk while he worked today, just in case, and he still wasn't quite able ( Read more... )

Was Nikolai late for his shift at the Arms? Well, yes.

Was that entirely because he had spent his morning going through his heroing gear to make sure he was ready for a test run out to Baltimore tonight? Yup.

And was his arm still in a sling more often than not?

... Also yes.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials:
Italian Nachos
Clam ( Read more... )

Nikolai was over last weekend's trauma, more or less. And really, why shouldn't he be? He'd been playing the superhero game on the mainland for a few months, and already he'd seen worse shit than those girls had done to him in the alley back there ( Read more... )