For the most part she's worried. She's scanning the exits... every door that's within her range of where she's sitting. Just in case. It's pretty bad that she's doing that but to her... for her, she has to. Safety reason and all. A part of her is glad of the reprieve from the killer robots. Another part of her not so much. Not when her son was out ( Read more... )

[OOM: She hears a noise that worries her and she runs inside.]"JOHN!" She yells again, gun up and at the ready. But at the hussle and bussle of people. At the change of scenery, her body tenses. This had to be Skynet's doing. Seperating her from her son. Getting her away from the future leader of mankind. Derek and Cameron... John... they were all ( Read more... )

April is in a booth seat. Eating CAKE! Chocolate cake! Rather, she is devouring the cake. Because double chocolate cake covered in even more chocolate is not something usually served by the man-eating gods of EverWorld ( Read more... )

April is used to bizarre things happening to her, used to waking up in strange unexpected places, with unusual beings surrounding her. That's what happens when a person has been living solely in EverWorld for the past five months, without any resemblance to earth except some crude telegraph poles in the distance ( Read more... )

[OOM: Another journal update.]The trouble with sleep is that when it's really good, your brain doesn't want to leave it even if your body is insisting on stupid things like being fed and moving around. Ray trundles into the bar, one fist rubbing the sand from his eyes, the other hand clutching the handle to a fairly large red toolbox. This he sets ( Read more... )

[OOM: Ray updates his journal again.]

Ray has had better mornings. But he has also had much, much worse. He actually smiles a bit as he makes his way into the bar and tacks up a notice on the message board:

I'm looking for fellow Milliways patrons to help me assemble a coherent approximate map of the worlds and times that lead to this place. If ( Read more... )