After treating the Roman newcomer for his injury, Stephen had persuaded the clothesbox to give him a new white shirt in exchange for his old one which was spattered with blood. However, no amount of cajoling would allow him to obtain a decent set of slippers for his bruised and abraded feet, and so it was that he shuffled back into the clinic ( Read more... )

Faith and Trevor find themselves chased up a tree by a large Utahraptor and use the only weapon available, which in this case involved Trevor peeing on the dinosaur. There is victory smoking, and then they continue on.

[Rated R for Language and U for, uh, Urination]

Faith and Trevor wake up together, but they aren't in the cell. Profanity and squabbling is not as effective as running from what finds them. [R for language]

In light of the newspaper, Wesley had begun to take to his books once more and researching. He'd met the young Winchester man, of course, and he...'knew' Anyanka, as much as one could know her. Of course, the whole thing put him in a perilous and murky place ( Read more... )

Jayne was starting to get used to the island. Sure, he'd rather be doing something instead of just lazing around, but hell, at least there wasn't nobody shooting at him, there were a lot of pretty girls around, and everything was free. And spending a weekend as an 18-year-old (and laughing his gorram ass off at Mal) wasn't so bad, neither ( Read more... )

Xander never thought he would say this, much less ever think it, but as he walked down the streets of Sunnydale towards the local teenage hangout he couldn't help but take a nice big whiff of California air and say out loud, "It's good to be home." Cliche? Yes. True? We'll see ( Read more... )

Stephen was in better spirits tonight than he had been for some time. Earlier this afternoon, he had made an expedition to the pool below the large waterfall, and discovered a veritable cornucopia of fish: half a dozen species of tetras, beautifully-colored kilifish, and even a freshwater eel, along with water striders, aquatic beetles, and other ( Read more... )

( Cut For Length and Offensive Language )

Stephen had found that, as Mr. Lennox had informed him, smoking cannabis greatly improved his mood. Indeed, he seemed to find virtually everything amusing while under the influence, including imagining what Diana might say if he told her that he had slept with the anthropomorphic personification of death while under the influence of enchanted ( Read more... )

It had gone from zero to chaos in three seconds flat, and had all hell not been in the process of breaking loose, Asher would have seriously considered saying: I told you so.
( Bad to worse )