Lydia S.

Ugh, y’all. I was listening to an audiobook version of The Guardian by Dee Henderson, and the reader’s voice got stuck in my head. Now whenever I read anything–and I mean literally anything–I hear it in this low, slightly gravely, male voice. Even my thoughts are getting half drawled.

The book was good. The reader I wish I could live without.

@the_lost-journal

ALSO SHOOT! I ACCIDENTALLY SKIPPED Koshka’s REPLY!!!!!!!!! SORRY! I WILL GET TO IT AFTERWARD!

You’re fine. XD I’m obviously not excessively active on KP right now (Ellette and Whalekeeper are currently conducting my funeral, LOL).

KP’s also been giving me fits, so I’m giving you a heads up that I may be a while checking back h…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle @whalekeeper @elishavet-pidyon

Ooops……..

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*Starts playing taps for her own funeral*

Ugh. If any of y’all decide to write a “good twin/evil twin” trope (and I don’t care if it is well done or not at this pount) you will be getting a letter from me. I’ve been asked that stupid question a few too many times, as well as it’s frustrating cousin “who’s the mean/nice one?”. If one of y’all pick it up, prepare for Koshka to be severely…[Read more]

Ah! Faithfulness. That’s the one I was trying to remember. XD

@the_lost-journal

1. What are your thoughts on Jesus having siblings? I believe that Mary and Joseph were blessed with kids (three sons and daughters, if I remember correctly.) They would technically be Jesus’s half-siblings.

2. If you could visit one of the holy sights from around the world, where would you go? And why? Holy sites? The Western…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Oh goodness, this kid is so awfully oblivious. It’s a handkerchief! XD

Leo

Rummaging through several junk drawers produced a thin foam pad, two unsharpened pencils, an old knit shirt, and one hopefully unused ace wrap from a questionablely dated first aid kit.

“Let’s see what we can do for that knee.”

He knelt in front of…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Why thank you. He’s come a long way.

Leo

He slipped his handkerchief into Rory’s. The work fridge down here had a case of water bottles. Leo got one, opened it, and set it on the small table by the couch.

“I’ll get a few things tied up and we can go.”

First, to message Liko and Silvia. He set his glass tablet down on the…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

You’re welcome. =D

Leo

His eyebrows rose. The church?

“Alright.” He wouldn’t question it.

“We can take an early lunch break in a few minutes. Or we can go by after work. Whichever you want.”

He’d message Liko and tell him he had to leave early. And he’d send a number over to Silvia to let her know where they’d be.

The kid…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Leo

He took Rory’s hands in his own, forcing him to stop cutting his palms.

“Rory, you’ve been carrying a lot of things on your shoulders. What you’re telling me–that was wrong. Horribly wrong. But it’s not your fault.”

He pulled the kid into a hug like he was five year old Quincy. Rory was shaking.

Leo sighed, and began to…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Poor kids indeed.

Leo

He sucked in a breath through clenched teeth, and slowly let it out. He was not cut out to be a counselor, alright.

But he was a brother. Leo pulled a handkerchief from his pocket.

“You haven’t let yourself grieve, have you? When did this happen?”

@whalekeeper

XD

@whalekeeper

Bwahaha. YES.

@ellette-giselle

Leo

Fury, red hot and searing, boiled up in his throat. Leo closed his eyes, trying to choke it down.

Inexperienced, trainies, used as test pilots. No escape plan. Destress calls ignored. Fire,screams, acrid smoke. And the lost. His fists clenched.

Stay calm. Keep control for the kid. He doesn’t need your anger.

He exhaled…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Leo

He blinked in the dim lighting. No good memories, huh. And no childhood either. He’d just have to what he could do about that.

But the kid had been training as a pilot. Had crashed, like Jake. The terror still clung to him too. Leo swallowed and put an arm around the kid’s shoulders.

He let the quiet of the basement deep…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Leo

Mind wiping tech? Sure he’d heard of it. But had he ever wished it be used on him…

Green eyes. Dark, and too often full of pain she couldn’t hide, but happy because she’d had another day to tell him it was going to be okay.

“No, or not anymore. I have wished many times that I could go back and do things, say things,…[Read more]

@hybridlore

Ah. 10:30 EST, so 9:30 Cent. I should be able to join, Lord willing and the creek don’t rise.

@ellette-giselle

Yay! *Grins like I just got handed a cream puff*

Leo

Wouldn’t let it happen? Leo swallowed and shook his head.

“No. Kid. There’s nothing to be sorry for.” Leo stepped closer to put his arm around Rory’s shoulders. He knew this wasn’t a matter of if the boy would have these nightmares, but when. “Don’t worry about these pickles…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Thanks! We were listening to The Two Towers earlier this week and kinda got back in the feel for this world I guess. We wrote nearly two whole chapters Tuesday and yesterday. XD

@ellette-giselle

Leo

He caught the bar before it could fall and clamped it back in place until he could switch off the torch. He waited a moment until the putty had hardened enough to let go.

Then he sucked in a breath. Slipped the torch back in his belt.

“Kid.” He glanced out the open stall door, reassuring himself no one else was in here…[Read more]