( Canton is no stranger to living a double life- that's what most of his adulthood has been, if he's being honest. But at least then he'd known what he was doing. Takes place around The Impossible Astronaut/Day of the Moon, told in Canton's POV. )

purimgifts is open, and I am excite.

( My request is here. )

( Alice and Hatter, in the kitchen. )

The procedure is simple ( Read more... )

( Denbora Nanshe )

Hatter wasn’t at all used to cold: it took Alice a few days of pizza, questions and getting better acquainted to realize that Hatter was still hunching in his battered leather jacket when they went out, no scarf, no gloves, not even a warm hat, even after the snow began to fall.

She had a scarf in her hands, and on an impulse she began winding it ( Read more... )

( I am now finished spamming your flist. I'm sorry, I didn't know it would take this many posts. )

When Alice was twenty-four years old, she returned home.

“Not to sound unsupportive at this point, but are you sure you want to take the job?”

“Yeah. Why? Did you not want me to take it? Because it’s a little too late for me to take it back.”

“Hell no! I’m just thinking- you’ll sort of be my boss then.”

“And?”

“It’ll make meetings very ( Read more... )

It was a mark of how worried she was that it took her until halfway through the woman’s sentence to realize that she was talking to Sheila as she walked through the cloisters, not Shakina. Really, the Diamond uniform should have been her first clue.

Focus, Alice. You can’t screw this up.

“Darrel stated passing around the word to his Suits, and ( Read more... )

When Alice was twenty-three years old, she brought down the whole house of cards.

~*~

They moved through the City the morning after, Jelly back in her uniform and at the head of the posse with Darrel. Hatter and Jack were there too, keeping themselves from thinking too much about what they were about to do by making snarky remarks every time one ( Read more... )