The expedition had returned; returned, with success beyond what anyone could have possibly dared to expect ( Read more... )

Quite beside himself with evil contentment -- and with a Santa hat perched incongruously on his shaggy head -- X plotted the last required set of coordinates into the PINpoint he'd picked up just for this purpose and tucked the widget away into subspace ( Read more... )

Because if I can post them for Gate ...

( Great Big Sea, ~Ordinary Day~ )

Well, this could've been worse I suppose.

There was no getting Gate out of his own little R&D domain these days; just about every other staff member had finally adjusted to the fact. X had beaten them to the punch years ago, of course ~

Poor bastard. I remember when he did this because it was convenient and vaguely amusing.

In you go ~ Gate ( Read more... )

As a small snowdrift of papers and datapads gradually accumulated around him, X was grudgingly coming to the conclusion that he may well have a few heads to gently knock together.

Well, maybe just one.

It's rather sad that I can get more of my logging done in another universe entirely, simply because he's not here.

Yet.Gate was getting jittery ( Read more... )

Success ( Read more... )

So many people to see -- and other selves to encounter. That had been a treat, certainly ( Read more... )