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Chuck wasted no time in getting back to the compound. Plotting revenge had its time and place, but there were situations that begged to be dealt with right away, and this was one of them. He'd like to hear what she had to say for herself before he decided on a course of action, although he doubted it would make much practical difference either way ( Read more... ) -
[lyla]
Chuck had been greatly relieved on the first of November to wake up back in his own, eighteen year old body. He'd quickly shaken off the strangeness of the day before; these sorts of things were easier if you just didn't examine it too closely. It was over, and that's what mattered. What he couldn't shake off so easily, though, was the treatment he ( Read more... ) -
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Chuck was not amused.
He'd woken up, and before he'd realized that anything was wrong, he'd remembered that it was Halloween, and excitement had shot through him before he'd even opened his eyes. That was strange enough as it was, but as soon as he'd actually gotten out of bed and realized that he was a good foot shorter than he ought to be, ( Read more... ) -
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Of all the many ways Chuck had ever contemplated spending September 25th, 2008, staring at the ceiling of his pseudo-dorm room bored out of his skull was not among them. He'd ignored the date as it had approached, some part of him not really believing that he'd be stuck here for his eighteenth birthday. But the sun had come up and he'd still been ( Read more... ) -
[For Eric]
The nice thing about living in a place with no security is that, sometimes, it works in your favor. Eric and Chuck had watched Georgina leave the compound, sunscreen and towel in hand. If they were lucky, she'd be heading for the beach instead of the waterfall, which was far enough to leave them sufficient time to do what needed to be done. If she ( Read more... ) -
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Chuck had managed to get his room in at least a marginally presentable state - the best he'd be able to manage, at least in the short term and without a team of decorators. His roommate was, thank god, fairly neat - if you didn't count the big fucking snake in the tank on his side of the room - and, more importantly, absent. He could only hope that ( Read more... )