Sky had had a busy day. First there were two exciting classes, then his usual visit to Bridge afterwards at the library, and Gun Club later in the afternoon. He was going to ignore the fact that it was Girls with Guns because, hey- Romeo, Sokka, and the red-haired guy whose name he'd still neglected to get had attended, too ( Read more... )

Bright morning sunlight shone through the window of Room 407, warming the two figures still snuggled together in the sheets of Sky Tate's bed ( Read more... )

Sky was very tired, more tired that he suspected he ever had been in his life, when his team was finally able to come back to the island from their mission. He was completely exhausted both mentally and physically- the last few days had been a giant rollercoaster of emotions, what with going on the mission, all of the traps, finding Deadpool alive ( Read more... )

Sky had finally had a breakdown after leaving the town meeting last night upon reading the rest of Troy's letters, especially the last few ones. Then, filled with a new and even stronger determination to do something, to take action, to set things right, to do what he did best, he returned to his room to try and get some sleep and prepare for the ( Read more... )

Sky stopped by the library only briefly after Tactics class, hoping against hope that Bridge was there, even though he knew it wasn't like him to miss class, even if he was engrossed in something...

And, of course, his friend was nowhere to be found.

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Sky was seated at his desk, looking at his notes from Gods class and thinking, as he usually did after that class, occasionally jotting additions in the margins and writing more underneath what he'd taken that day. He had on a pair of headphones which were plugged into his radio, itself turned on at a low volume, more so he didn't have to sit in ( Read more... )

Sky was nervous as he waited where he'd agreed to meet Troy out in the preserve, where they planned on spending some more time together... maybe snuggling, maybe sleeping, maybe doing... other things. Silently, he was berating himself for how he'd reacted upon seeing Troy in another body as he got ready and set things up. It can't have been easy ( Read more... )

Sky floated back into his room after a good long float around the island, which he'd needed in order to think after his conversation with Bridge ( Read more... )

After being forced to miss his midterm and having to dodge a bunch of very tiny and very noisy giraffes falling from the sky on his way back from class, Sky was in a pretty foul mood when he floated through the door of his room. He was getting quite tired of the sparkleball thing and really, really wanted to be human again- and was still ( Read more... )

Sky was... pretty much hating Fandom, indeed hating life itself right now as he floated through his own door. Even moreso when his luggage seemed to suddenly fall out of himself onto the floor, but he remained as a sparkling lightball. His brief visit to Adam had cheered him, but the fact that his belongings were normal and he himself was not had ( Read more... )