Delirium had escaped the watchful eye of Barnabas. She'd never been able to look after doggies but that was okay because he was supposed to be looking after her but she'd escaped. She'd escaped and she was on her own. Free from her silent treehouse, the silent island- at least in the Compound she could hear people. It was almost like being at home ( Read more... )

When it came to normal, daily things in life, Danny Ocean had neither the knack nor the patience for them. He went out of his way to ignore them, but lately he was beginning to think that if nothing else he ought to see about getting a place built. Preferably by someone else because the crash room... Sheesh. He wouldn't have wished that kind of ( Read more... )

Juno was getting bigger and boreder (Boreder? she corrected herself, more bored. Right.) every day. What was there to do around here besides eat and try to trick the bookshelf into giving her graphic novels? She was almost scared to use her walkman anymore since she was pretty sure the batteries were almost dead. And she hadn't had terribly good ( Read more... )

Although she expected the island to return to the tropical climate she was used to, Jill was still out in the jungle with a notebook and pencil, documenting the new plant life, the new animals, new anything she could find, really. It kept her busy, it kept her from thinking too much on the recent disappearances and it kept her from worrying about ( Read more... )

Delirium sat still at the kitchen table, as pale nimble fingers braided her hair. The fingers worked through the knots and tangles in the thick curly hair as the braids were tightly made. Delirium tried to keep her head still and sighed softly.

"You hair is getting very long, it looks nice like this." A soft voice told her, as she twisted her hair ( Read more... )

She knew he was gone the moment she woke up alone that morning, but that doesn't mean she didn't look. At the beach, at the compound, at her hut... she even went up to the church to see if he was having another crisis of faith. But of course he wasn't anywhere, and when another dawn breaks with no sign of Gus she has to admit what she's known all ( Read more... )

The weeks of being in classes had done well for Pearl. She had gotten much better at reading, and sometimes it seemed even the Compound was pushing her on by giving her books she wanted to read. Today the shelves had been filled with detective novels, Nancy Drew especially, and she picked one out to read and took it as well as a peeled orange from ( Read more... )

Juno couldn't believe that she was having an argument about the dynamics of relationships with a woman who smelled like methylmethacrylate and was spending her evening cutting pictures of dogs out of magazines ( Read more... )

Almost a week had passed since the encounter with Wesley. The encounter and the tiny accident that Jill had kept entirely to herself, not wanting to worry anyone who would understand why they might have a reason to worry. They didn't, of course, because one small poke with an incredibly strong tranquilizer wasn't enough to send her body back into ( Read more... )

It hasn't taken Mayko long to get up to speed. It's not for nothing that she's been working with computers from the moment she could first tap the keys, and the island's gift couldn't have been more perfect for her. The GUI is clean and navigable and even having never seen anything like it before she's using it like a pro inside a week. She's never ( Read more... )