Some poor fools might view having one's birthday on April Fool's to be a burden! A curse, even!

Not Felecia! She relished it! Always one to embrace most everything (including diversity), she was clad in a new costume! and had the Kylie blaring from the speakers of the tea house, doors flung wide for all her callers!

After all! It was Felecia's ( Read more... )

There were good cookies instead of stale dry ones and tea instead of coffee in the back of the meeting room of the Awareness Center. Within the circle of chairs, Joan sat, nodding when appropriate, smiling as well, listening closely. It was at times like this when she didn't miss surgery, being a doctor, because this mattered. This helped, not ( Read more... )

The Ribbon smelled of beef stew, and warm bread. Kerai put a pot of crocuses on the table, and fussed a little with it's placement, wanting deeply to honor the one who was coming.

She wiped her hands on a towel, and smiled at her own nerves. She went back into the main room, resolved to wait calmly for her visitor.

( Hedwig- Ballroom )

When I awoke I knew. I felt in my heart the call of Gondor and a certain detachment... I knew it would not be long before I leave this place ( Read more... )

Kerai went to the clinic, butterflies in her stomach. She'd been eating much better, and so had Chuck. She'd even gotten a little padding -- her behind didn't look like it belonged to a skinny boy anymore, her breasts were actually visible, even under a sweater -- and they were tender. She also hadn't had her monthly courses since just before

The cafe's as crowded as it usually is on the weekend, with people on weekend hours and kids out of school.

Of course, there are some booths and tables more rowdy than others, one of them being a blonde woman with three dark skinned toddlers and a baby. Normally they had lunch at the hotel, but with the attacks and the weather being the way it was, ( Read more... )

The Jace Wayland that emerged from the hotel on this day looked entirely different from the one who had arrived during the weekend. His clothes were clean (new found in his closet), his wounds were healed (thanks to a stele found in his room) and he looked as if he'd been spending long hours at the tattoo parlor (the stele again). He had Marks on ( Read more... )

Kerai didn't like the feel of the fog, but she tried to brush it aside and continue working. She really didn't like the ash, it reminded too many of the souls in the Weave of the furnaces at the Dommitt prison. She wanted to leave, but was unable to force herself to walk through that rain of ash...then came the siren, and the dark ( Read more... )

It was her lunch break, but she wasn't hungry.

Her job with Ms. Boleyn was much busier than it'd been with Ms. Aibileen, so she couldn't really sneak out whenever she liked. Not that she ever did, but even if she wished to she couldn't get away with it.

So that was why she was on a park bench at noon, curled up because the wood was slightly damp and ( Read more... )