Lucy is sitting on the edge of the farmhouse roof, human-shaped, not moving or really doing much at all. Occasionally she swings her bare feet in the breeze.

She would be quite accepting of company.

At the wall where the farmhouse is afforded the least possible visibility from the more crowded areas of the farm, a quarter-lump of brick falls pointlessly to the ground. Mel, nursing her knuckles, glares at it ( Read more... )

You know how if you repeat a word often enough in your head, it loses all meaning and starts sounding like nonsense? You know the word has a definition and it should mean something to you but at that moment, there's nothing to it. It's blank and empty and just there ( Read more... )

This is all so far out of Katara's control ( Read more... )

Long hard night of work, and nothing but baked beans in the local grocery store? Feh.

Jane sighs, and buys three immensely overpriced cans anyway. It's not as if there's anything else around this week. Life is more fun in Metropolis since the apocalypse, but it's a lot harder, too, in some really unexpected ways ( Read more... )

Things have spiralled wildly out of Katara's control. It seemed like such a good idea at the time - it really did.

But now?

It's all happened so fast and it's got so big. She doesn't know how to stop this. But people are getting hurtAs long as Sokka doesn't find out ... things might be okay ( Read more... )

[In Metropolis, Steph has a "friendly chat" with Batman. It could have gone better - but then, it could have gone so much worse. Then she is upset, and it isn't helped by certain revelations. Sokka is calming and steady and soothing until he finds out about Batman and then he yells at her. They are very-a-lot sappy and very much codependent, in ( Read more... )

Dean is also in Metropolis, in a much better mood. He and Sammy have staked an apartment close to the outskirts (but not too far from the city) and he's currently raiding every house in that street for knives, booze or weaponry. Most of the gun shops have been looted by now, but he's sure that there'll still be weapons in people's houses - ( Read more... )

Last night was ( Read more... )

The trip back from Chicago to the farm is just as slow, and even more low on fuel - but the moods in the cars are very different from the trip there.

In Katara's case, it's a good change - she can't stop beaming at everyone, hugging and kissing and more hugging, eating real food and breathing real air and feeling the snow on her face for the ( Read more... )