It was really amazing how fast you woke up on a morning when your wake-up call was falling out of bed and landing in a heap of limbs on the floor of your dorm room. Kate wasn't used to sleeping in beds at the best of times, and when she was a pony, she was worse.

"Oh, what the--" Pink? Really. Pink. With wings ( Read more... )

As some of you know/may have gathered, I am off awaaaay as of tonight, visiting my dad out in Malaysia for a couple weeks!

Chances are I’ll still be around while I’m out there (cause I do get my nerdy tendencies from somewhere so my dad’s place definitely has internet) but in a whole other whacked out timezone. I’m not bothering to transform ( Read more... )

Kate always had been an early riser. One of those traits hammered into her early by Voron, insisting that sleeping in made you lazy and would one day get her killed. She'd always been skeptical (what could a couple extra hours under her blankets really do?) but the training had stuck all the same ( Read more... )

Yesterday had been a bit of an eye-opener.

Greg had said this place was well-hidden, but had failed to mention it being in freaking Iceland surrounded by Vikings, or that she'd have to try and be nice to weird undead supposed siblings and a certain obnoxious roommate. Or that there had been no apocalypse here, and somehow the magic was up and ( Read more... )

( Kate already knew what this discussion would be about. It had been brewing for weeks now. )

Here goes. I get wordy, and I am not particularly sorry.

Magic Bites et al. The universe, storyline and lore! ( 'I just had to stay Zen. No punching in the face. Punching would not be Zen.' )

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