What this meme is all about is expanding on that, to better create a personal history that you can then use to better build personal development. To paraphrase Lindsay, "it's not intended to be a way of avoiding/handwaving actual threads but rather a way of kickstarting them and getting a better idea of where our characters stand with each other. ( Read more... )

She hadn't specified a time, but Mr. Cole's production was over, so there wasn't anyone really using it. She sat with one leg dangling off the stage and the other knee up. She was using her knee as a steady surface to rest her notebook on as she wrote letters back to people at home. Beka. Dylan. Rommie. And, of course, Harper. She even had ( Read more... )

Sleep itself was proving difficult (she drifted off into one nightmare, woke, and drifted back into unpleasantness again) and Reese shifted irritably before getting up and pacing. She stared at the stars for awhile with her knees to her chest and watched them glitter prettily in the clear night. She was shivering despite the warmth of the night ( Read more... )

It had been a few days since she'd seen her brother, so Trance headed to where she knew his hut was. Just to catch up. It wasn't that far away from her own, if she didn't take the walkways. That would be the long way around ( Read more... )

Daniel had given her directions to Jack and Dr. House's hut. She'd talked to Dr. Cuddy about what to expect. So, when she felt ready, she wrapped herself up in a coat and started walking. She reminded herself that whatever Dr. House said or did, he wouldn't mean. And even if he did mean it, she would wait until after he was better to pass ( Read more... )

Daniel had asked her to keep an eye on Dr. House for Jack so that he could have a break. Of course she'd said yes. But that left her with a dilemma. She'd seen how angry he was at her in the clinic and he was likely to be worse now ( Read more... )

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