He'd started sleeping in later and later, and it was nearly 1:00 by the time he forced himself t wake up. James was gone, which concerned Greg more than he cared t admit. It was possible he'd just gone downstairs, or out by the lake, or even in to town so he wouldn't disturb Greg's sleep. He'd go with that, until James proved otherwise, because ( Read more... )

Fall came on much faster in Montana than New Jersey. Late September saw a chill in the air that reminded him of late October, early November. His leg ached, but his lungs appreciated the fresh air. He sat by the lake, fingering the journal James had given him. He'd been carrying it around, occassionally opening the cover to finger the pages. More ( Read more... )

James had gone out for the afternoon, and when he returned towards five in the evening, he made his way up to his and Greg's room ( Read more... )

There was a small, cosy bar in the Lodge. It was generally only open after midday and shut at around four in the afternoon, before opening again at about six, around dinner time. The bar was furnished with tables and chairs, as well as oversized couches by the bay window or around the open fireplace. There were deer heads and other prized animal ( Read more... )

Sophie had opened the letter.

P.S.,

We regret to inform you that a man of your suspected acquaintance, Silas (formerly of the Opus Dei), was found murdered recently. We thought it best to wait for a few days until you were settled in to break the news.

Sincerest sympathies.She'd spent a good while staring at the letter and running possiblities ( Read more... )

The woman working at the desk hadn't been helpful, but Lisa didn't have a lot of difficulty figuring out where James had to be. Sophie said he was there, and only one other room was occupied at this time. Lisa and Stacy had one, Sophie had another, and well .. it had to be this one. It just had to be ( Read more... )

Sophie was sitting on the couch in the lounge, rolling her cryptex thoughtfully between her fingers. She knew the code to it now, of course - but it was useless and empty. It was odd, but she felt quite the same way.

Useless, empty. It was a fleeting thought because she knew very well she was anything but empty...but still. She rested a hand on ( Read more... )

[OOC: Follows straight after this thread.]James awoke about an hour after falling asleep. He opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Sophie settled close to him on the bed. That made him startle, and he automatically went to snatch his arm away from her. He stopped himself just in time, swallowed thickly and carefully extracted his arm from ( Read more... )

Her arrival, perhaps, was not as smooth as she would have liked. She'd been taken in the back of a dumpy blue truck from New York to here - where was 'here' again? The Opus Dei had gotten wind of her and she'd had to go out the back-exit of her hotel. Someone had been waiting, thank goodness, from the Priory. But it had still been terrifying ( Read more... )

Had she been with a man, this place could have been considered romantic. Stacy hadn't been able to take her eyes away from the window as the taxi drove them further away from civilization and deeper into the seclusion Lisa had been going on about the entire flight over. It had been a far more preferable way to pass the time as opposed to the in- ( Read more... )