In the living room, for once, there is no sofa. Well, it is at the very least not in the center of the room. What is there is a table, set with dishware, silver, and candlesticks. Val herself, is flitting around in a corner where some type of warmer is keeping food hot. She's wearing a shortish green dress, flared skirt, and spaghetti-strap sleeves ( Read more... )

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It was strange, all the old papers Val ended up with from the bar. She asked for writings of all sorts, from all centuries. She'd read Roman essays on Epicurianism, letters from the American Civil war, from soliders to lovers, newspaper articles from the Glorious Revolution, and an odd French cooking pamphlet. However, it was a digital journal ( Read more... )

Martial arts is usually someting one is not able to teach one's self. One needs a sensai, a master, to teach the learner the forms, the moves, the general way of things. However, somehow, there has always been a Wiggin determination to strike out on one's own, to figure things out without anyone watching over them. Thus, Val has been learning said ( Read more... )

After talking to the cute little creature, Val stood and wandered over to the stables. Getting Solon out of his stall, she walked him out to an open space, and let him off of his rope. Taking to wing, he flew around the lake a few times while Valentine simply watched. After a few moments, she wandered over to a tree by the edge of the lake, a ( Read more... )

The door to Milliways opens on a back alley. Val looks around, and then pulls the other two girls out and shuts the door. "Ok, girls. IF headquarters, if I'm not mistaken, is about three blocks away. Ready?"

It's the middle of the afternoon as she wakes. The spartan, lonlieness of the room, the whitewashed walls, the reflection off of the silver metal, the blankness of everything, it screamed hospital. No matter what the age, the great places of healing were all the same. As blank as they were, they made for interesting thinking ( Read more... )

If there's one thing a Wiggin can't do, it's relax. For the first day, Val was almost able to relax. She stayed in Kitty's apartment, and read. Reading's calming and relaxing, right? As a couple days passed, time seemed to go slower, and slower, and slower. Before she knew it, the third day had arrived, and she was almost going stir-crazy. ( Read more... )

My love,

I am going with Kitty to her world to see a doctor about Baby. Well, it's more that Kitty drug me to her world to see a doctor. She's quite convincing when she wants to be. Really. I'll be home more than likely tonight. I promise. I love you with all of my heart, and will see you soon.

~Val

Milliways Bar: The Fourth Invasion~S. What to do about him? He seems to think I'm harmless enough, but what if someone mentions who I actually am? Have to be careful, have to get him to trust me and see if he's going to try anything. Try acting innocent and interested. Young girl interested in politics has to still mean something, neh? I'm in the ( Read more... )