The easiest thing to do, I suppose, is just hand over the Hellion file. It'll need some updating, but at least it already has names.

Dammit, Emma. How did you not know what was coming?To: blinden@shawindustries.com ( Read more... )

Yeesh. I hate a new year ( Read more... )

OOC: After the voicemail. Basically done to make comments more coherent.

( Come home, Tyanna. I need you.(Emma) )

Voicemail left for Emma:

"Umm, hi Miss Frost. It's Tyanna. I just wanted to let you know that I'm not dead or anything, I'm okay...you know how I worry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay too. Cause you'd let me know if you needed anything, right? I hate talking to these things...anyway, you can always call me if you need me to do ( Read more... )

It feels so good to be home. And I'm such a dork ( Read more... )

( Veeery interesting. )

I thought it would happen, and it did. She broke me...in more ways than one ( Read more... )

( I want them all dead. (Gabriel, Midori, Jason) )

Back and forth. Back and forth, like the relentless pacing of an animal caught in a cage. Her hands tangled in her hair, yanking it back and away from her face. Her eyes, the firey red dimmed to a dull glow, are drawn again and again to the clothes by the bed. Still stained with Rebecca's blood. And in her mind, the voices just won't shut up ( Read more... )

Julian, Julian dear. You just have no idea, do you? You have -no- fucking clue what you're getting yourself into.

Little bastard thinks he can put me on a leash. Like hell he will. If only he weren't so arrogant. He would make such a -cute- addition to the Hellions.

You in collar and leash, and me in pigtails and my schoolgirl outfit. ( ( Read more... )