It isn't fear. My life, such as it is, has never been one based on worry. Like so many people, my life is my job. It's a bit unorthodox, yes, but it is still a task to which I was entrusted.

I'm not sure if there's a word for it. I think confusion is probably the closest thing that I can think of, but that isn't quite it either. To be completely ( Read more... )

Ricardos? Close. My name is Richard.

The word hostile is so negative.

Prompt: Visions

Richard holds his mug with both hands, hovering his face just inches above the contents. As he dips his head his nose drops even closer to the tea made just a few minutes prior. Steam is barely visible as it rises in uneven, curved lines and gently laps against his face. It's a bit indulgent really. He knows that tea is not a ( Read more... )

Poll JuicePlease note that Hawaiian Punch and Sunny Delight do not count as juice.

ooc: Not exactly sure where in either character's timeline that this fits but it was fun to write!

Richard wrinkled his nose as he pressed his hand to the glass door which lead to the inside of a convenience store. When he had the chance to leave the Island, he preferred to visit places which were either familiar or comfortable. This place was ( Read more... )

Richard had always been adept at changing his demeanor to suit a situation. Today was one of the days he would have to work to put his skills to use. He was given the task of infiltrating the Dharma Initiative, the ones who called and and his people the Hostiles. How little they knew.

The last time he contacted one from the Initiative, it was young ( Read more... )

I don't.

Remembering birthdays. Yours is today, Ben.

Richard ( Read more... )