On the morning of the day of the longest night of the year, residents of Seacouver wake to a strange but subtle new development. All over town, wherever there are trees with low branches (and Seacouver is a place of a million postage-stamp sized parks, so trees are scattered all through town), there are bells. Little bells and bigger bells, store- ( Read more... )

(Backdated to June, 2011 ( Read more... )

"Boo! Boo!" There's a dark-haired girl running through the park yelling, and onlookers might be forgiven for assuming she's out of her tree. No, she's not trying to scare anyone or playing a game, and the empty leash in her hand is a clue as to her real purpose ( Read more... )

Finally, all the work was done and his real estate agent had arranged for a party to show off the finished building to prospective renters for the apartments and the retail spaces on the first floor. Morgan happily played host. He did like a good party, and the opportunity to meet new people in the neighborhood.

It wasn't difficult to grow flowers in her apartment, something which Lorelei greatly enjoyed; since she occupied a corner of the building she had more windows than most, giving her an excuse to almost never turn on an artificial light before sunset. It also enabled her to keep her favorite flowers--anemone coronaria--which she was currently ( Read more... )

It's good for an immortal, even one as deceptively youthful as Cavan, to have a regular day job. Not only does it keep them in touch with the mortal mentality, it also pays the bills. In between classes, Cavan works at the college library as a page. It's not especially glamorous (dealing with pull lists for the professors can in fact be a pain, ( Read more... )

"Up." Connor's preferred method of waking his student is by kicking. Gently, of course. He also tends to be a very early riser, and thinks that means they both should be. Just because they've got more time than most people is no reason to waste daylight ( Read more... )

Being a bicycle messenger was, among other things, a fairly isolated job; it didn't pay great, but it kept Lorelei active enough that she didn't have to go to a gym or anything. She'd been winding down one of the side streets to get to her next destination, because highways and bicycles really didn't mix and she really didn't want to end up as ( Read more... )

He's... concerned. Connor was gone when Duncan woke that morning. So was Methos for that matter. Thing is, Methos was prone to wandering off for hours and days on end. Duncan didn't worry so much when Methos did these things. But Connor... Duncan and Connor weren't exactly back on stable ground just yet and Duncan was worried that Connor had been ( Read more... )

Drinking a lot and saying little are some of Connor's trademarks, but he tends to be worse about both when he's depressed. Since he has no money, and has too much pride to raid Duncan's liquor cabinet, he hasn't been doing all that much drinking ( Read more... )