This semester would be the first time in... ever, Chuck had actually had a dorm room to himself. In three years here. Part of him theorised that this was going to be awesome because no more sleeping on couches (there had been a few of those occasions over the years). The other part, was feeling like it was way too empty for his liking and he was ( Read more... )

Chuck had been getting really, really good at avoiding people this week. It wasn't so much that he didn't want to be around people -- because no, he really, really did. It was more that it didn't seem at all wise.  The whole... everything, made him all extra awkward (yes, that was possible) because of the nature of it alone. He chose to avoid a lot ( Read more... )

Chuck had found himself back in the middle of the grounds last night, completely disorientated, but otherwise unharmed. The cloying darkness was gone, the auditors were gone, and the time of day was... completely different. He'd managed in some haze to get himself back to the dorms and to bed, but that was about the extent of his mental capacity ( Read more... )

Chuck had pushed through the last week or so on pure optimism. Just because he hadn’t heard much from Ellie lately, didn’t mean anything to worry about. Did it? His freaking out had remained internal. Schrodinger did theorize that a lack of evidence didn’t mean anything much. Fact requires observation. It said, everything was fine unless proven ( Read more... )

Following Nuance’s lead here ( Read more... )

Wow, for the first time in... ages, I had to make a few changes. EXCITING.

Besides. GIF's seem to be the way to go this year. So.

Chuck Bartowski (knowsnokungfu) ( Future nerd of Buymoria! )

The last week or so, couldn't be called Chuck's worst week ever. Far from it -- that was reserved for underwater mutant city of doom -- but it wasn't high up with the best either. Watching everyone's happy and together family time on the weekend hadn't really helped with that ranking ( Read more... )

Chuck hadn't really felt warm since he got out of bed th-- No, actually, he hadn't even felt warm then. Class was a good distraction, and lunch, but after that there was only so much he had to keep him entertained that didn't require power of some kind.

That plus the whole completely freezing thing had helped lead to his decision to get an early ( Read more... )

Chuck... was not entirely comfortable with this waking up as a girl thing. Even after eight hours living with it.

It was going to wear off, right? He wasn't the most masculine guy ever, but he did actually like being male, and being able to wear his own clothes properly rather than the misfitted look he was pulling off at the moment. Which would ( Read more... )

Today had been immeasurably better than yesterday. Than the whole weekend, really. He hadn't slept all that much, but he also wasn't falling over with exhaustion and the walls of his room were cheerfully blood-mural free.

Chuck wandered back there after class with an armful of fishbowl that got placed in the middle of his desk ( Read more... )