There were advantages to the change in environment. Damian would be loathe to admit to as much, but having grown used to Gotham's rooftops and larger than life architecture, there's a comfort in the city. Cities lend themselves better to Batman's brand of vigilantism than Tabula Rasa's default setting. Though the ghosts that populate the city aren' ( Read more... )

Gabrielle liked to think that she was an adaptable person. That she could accept change in the world around her. In fact, she thought that she'd done very well on the island, getting used to all the new things in the compound and the references people made when the talked about the worlds they came from ( Read more... )

This is, Tony thinks, perhaps what closure feels like. Two stitches and richly purpled bruises that throb with every heartbeat ( Read more... )

It's not even Chris's idea this time. It's Tony that comes to him, saying that there ought to be another party. And seeing as it's been months and months since Maxxie's birthday, Chris is all for it, even if it's not like they can go and just find a cave like last time. The island's bolloxed that all up by turning into fuckin' London ( Read more... )

Every year, between Guy Fawkes Night and Thanksgiving, there was a holiday that everyone on the island could celebrate despite their cultural background. Tabula Rasa Day might not get the same fanfare as the other two red letter days, but it was well-enjoyed nonetheless because it commemorated the establishment of the community, a new home and a ( Read more... )

Seifer had been on this Island for more than a year and in all that time he'd never spent more than a few hours out in public without his gun-blade, his one constant companion. Until yesterday, when he'd given it away for good ( Read more... )

Dated 3rd of November, 2011:
Then she took some rope from the saddlebag and returned to Seifer, tying his arms and legs. She wasn't sure how long he'd be out, and she had to keep him locked down until she got to where they were going ( Read more... )

There's something to be said for being in school again. Of course, it isn't as if the idea is without its complications; on a semi-regular basis, Jenny has found herself wondering what the point of any of this is when it won't do her a bit of good back home, when she's no closer to ever being able to go to Oxford, when, for all she knows, she won't ( Read more... )