Not enough alcohol in the world.

It was amazing how easily she could settle back into a domestic life. A permanent bed, hot water, and plenty of food. She remained a recluse, however. Her ability was not the sort to be fooled around with, so she kept it, and herself, locked away in her room ( Read more... )

[Taking apart a broken CD player.]

[sitting by the pool, feet dangling]

[Looks around, eyes wide, expression bewildered.]

Too many skeletons in the closet?

((oc: just putting this here too 8]))

Dang it, leg needs maintenance again . . .

The flight to the airport wasn't entirely bad. Hell, the entire trip was pretty fun if you looked past the anti-mutant problems, bailing Crystal out of jail, and getting drugged. Scott left his car in Warren's bag and was first out, making a dash for the door. Before moving up the steps he glanced at Warren and Crystal. "C'mon ( Read more... )

Sanity was a new and interesting concept for Mark. He had spent the entire night just thinking. What a peculiar sensation it was, to think coherently for the first time in his life. He liked it, although had he examined his train of thoughts from an outsider’s perspective, he would have seen a coldness to them, and a lack of emotion when processing ( Read more... )

He is as silent as the death he brings. Eyes are cold; he was here to do a job. But this one was unusual for Caleb. It required that he infiltrate and get close to the target. As well as integrate himself with the others. It didn't settle well. But Caleb had his orders and he'd follow them to the letter. Waiting for the moment when the okay to ( Read more... )