Wesker sat in the pub in one of the booths enjoying the fries with gravy that the place often served. It was delicious and with his new metabolism there was little he could eat that would effect him negatively. One of the perks with slowly becoming perfect. Along with the plate of fries on the table, he had a a few folders with him. One was larger ( Read more... )

James had decided to go with Deb's idea of "vacationing it out", at least for a while. Maybe as long as he could afford it. After all, a little unexpected r'n'r wasn't to be sneezed at ( Read more... )

It should have been a day of celebration, in some ways, because 'twas the anniversary of the day on which the world was blest with one of the fairest talents Kit had known. But 'twas also a day of sorrow, marking that day on which one of the brightest lights of his world hadst forever gone out ( Read more... )

It was St. Patrick's Day! Even though Michael clearly stated his distaste for Lucifer remotely celebrating the holiday, Lucifer decided to do it anyways. It wasn't as if he was truly celebrating it at all. He just wanted the business and seeing as he owned a pub, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what he should do.

The Black Sheep was ( Read more... )

Jake had been here for almost a week and there was no more denying that he was stuck in some strange little village that had a bunch of weirdos in it. Okay, so Jake technically was denying it because was basically living in the various bars in the village. He had to give it to whoever designed this place, there were a lot of places to liquor up. ( Read more... )

Klaus didn't want to believe that Elijah was gone, even if he was coming back. What did that even mean in regard to the length of time he'd be gone? Another day? A week? A month? Two months? He knew that some people had been in the village for years. Even if a day meant little in the grand scheme of being alive for over a thousand years, that meant ( Read more... )

Walking up to Rory's door, she wasn't sure what to expect. After the flowers, she'd been feeling even more guilty for pushing him away. Truth be told, she was still upset with him. But what he'd done to her paled in comparison to the words she'd exchanged with Erik. He might not have wanted to be like the Erik who'd been in the village before. Didn ( Read more... )

Rosalie sat at a table in the The Black Sheep, looking down at the menu. It was a torturous thing to do to herself, since she wasn't going to order anything anyway. Sometimes, waves of wanting desperately to go back to being human washed over her at full force, and today had been one of those days. She'd fed in the woods from a deer, and it hadn't ( Read more... )

John walked into the Black Sheep for his meeting with Damien, looking around. He found himself missing Earhart's, the atmosphere there. This place was still so strange, and for him to have ground below his feet, not metal... Still, he was getting used to it ( Read more... )

Zombie-creatures were something that Will welcomed after having spent several days around younger versions of Declan, Magnus, and Kate. True, he hadn't actually talked to Kate, but he'd seen her, and that had been...disturbing. They could all let bygones be bygones and move forward, right? No reason to even discuss his babysitting skills.

God, he ( Read more... )