Via themis1

1.  Comment on this post.
2. I will give you a letter.
3. Think of 5 fictional characters and post their names and your comments on these characters in your LJ.

She gave me a M.

Well, that's easy, I said.  Because the first name that springs to mind is M, Bond's boss, who - at one time - was a traditional Ministery man, but has recently managed to ( Read more... )

Last bit of this segment - more when the muse strikes, I promise!

The Watcher's apartment, Sunnydale.  Shortly after the Watcher's return to consciousness ...

“Ah …” Xander looked down at the stake he was clutching to his breast. “I don’t know,” he admitted, hovering between sheepish embarrassment and mind numbing terror. “Were you … are you … dead?”

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Xander's not having a good day ...

The Watcher's apartment, Sunnydale.  Some time after Angel's fall into hell ...

Buffy’s going to kill me.

Xander paced across the carpet for the umpteenth time, sat for a moment in the chair, head in his hands - and then leapt up and paced again, itching to act, to do something … when there didn’t seem to be anything ( Read more... )

I said there was more ...

The Watcher's apartment, Sunnydale - Just after the world didn't end.

He was shivering. Trembling with weakness and pain. The universe danced in and out around him, a lurching sway of stars and nebulae and gravity. Up was down and down was up, and someone was singing, deep inside his mind …

I will not regenerate. I will not.

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 There are lots, and lots, and lots of other things I should be doing - but last night my muse decided I'd left the Watcher in the hands of Angelus for far too long.

So I decided to rescue him ...

The Mansion on Crawford Street, Sunnydale.  Just before the end of the world ...

“No,” Giles muttered, flinching away from his would be rescuer as he ( Read more... )

I went to the Zoo today.  Twycross Zoo, to be exact.  It was an interesting trip, despite the hordes of very small children, who insisted on whooping loudly and banging on the glass partitions.  I felt extremely sorry for the Silverback who was enduring their raucousness with far more dignity than most of my species were demonstrating - but then it ( Read more... )

Happy birthday 
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Have been having a bad couple of weeks - work stress and battle fatigue mostly.  I felt the need for an 'Arrgh!' Icon, but didn't have one to hand ...

So tonight I made a few.  Along with some 'life sucks' and 'having one of those days' because they might come in handy too.  Haven't decided which ones I'm going to use, yet, but thought I'd share the ( Read more... )

And ... just a little more, just to prove the previous bit wasn't a fluke ...

Somewhere, deep beneath the Riox station ...

“Is this what you seek?” Illyria’s question was disdainful, her head cocked to one side as she stared at the featureless pillar standing in the corner of the debris strewn chamber. “It is smaller than the last one.”

“Yes, well ( Read more... )

The previous segment of the Scholar's Tale can be found  here -  I can't believe how long it's been since I updated this.  Well, actually I can, but it doesn't feel that long ...

The Riox station monitoring suite - half an hour closer to total power loss

The entryway to the monitoring suite was blocked by fallen debris, although that didn’t prove to ( Read more... )