For once Buffy approved of something the island threw her way. She stood in the balcony area of the night club, leaning on the safety railing as she looked down at the crowd. It was better than the Bronze, and apparently this place was hers now. She wasn't sure about the name, but if she was going to be associated with anything Bond she was glad it ( Read more... )

After the staging area was cleared and the triage tent erected, it was decided that those hands that were better suited to plasma scalpels and dermal regenerators could be used for clearing rubble to look for survivors. It wasn’t what they were trained to do, wasn’t what they were there for, but none complained, cutting their hands on debris, ( Read more... )

[Open to anyone who might be in Rob or Peter's room, who might be passing and just want to chat to Chase, but TAG FOX]Chase had, inevitably, ordered strict and constant monitoring of Rob for any changes in condition. It meant their whole team were taking turns sitting in the room watching his vitals every fifteen minutes and making sure none of the ( Read more... )

Tim hovered in the doorway of Tyra's hospital room. He cleared his throat and scraped his fingers through his already messy hair. "I just wanted ya' t'know that I ain't gotta clue how m'supposed t'fix all this. I know I was an ass back at the cafe, and m'sorry for that crap. I just didn't know what I 'sposed to do. An' I still gotta clue how t'fix ( Read more... )

Tyra sat at one of the tables in the cafe, not really caring that she was halfway through her shift. She'd been throwing up all morning, and generally feeling like shit. It had been one of the few nights she'd stayed over at Tim's, but as soon as she'd started feeling sick, she'd collected her things and left. She actually couldn't remember a time ( Read more... )

Lorenzo sat on the shore of the beach, just far enough way so the water couldn't touch his feet. The sun was starting to set, and there were people walking along the beach, but he had barely noticed him. His sword was lying on the sand beside him as he picked up another stone and half-heartedly tossed it into the water ( Read more... )

Tim Riggins actually had a job. A job he liked. He hadn't needed to be qualified to score the job as a mechanic at the Garage because the owner was keen to take on a new apprentice to train up. Tim already knew loads about cars, and fixing them. He had always had a dream with his brother, Billy, to own their own garage for trucks one day - Riggins ( Read more... )

When a guy by the pool pointed out to Jason one morning last week that there was popular diner in town, Jason had been surprised. He hadn't explored the town as much as he probably should, so it wasn't too surprising he hadn't found the diner. But the conversation alone was enough to make him realise he should see more of what the island offered ( Read more... )

Tyra was unsettled. She hated the feeling more than she hated school, and that was saying something. She’d told Landry she’d needed time to think, and it had been true. But seeing him with that 12-year-old brainiac? That just made her shudder ( Read more... )

Tim had Jason gripped firmly in his arms as he made his way down to the sandy shore of the beach. He grunted with exertion. "What the hell, Six? Who told ya that ya weren't as heavy now as you were back then?" he said through his gritted teeth. "You owe me for this. Like, eight six packs," he decided ( Read more... )