( May, 16, 1991 )

During the power outage, Ramon will just be huddled up in his room, under the covers, clutching a flashlight to his chest. It's not turned on. Not yet. He's aware that conserving battery power is probably a good idea.

What is it about nighttime blackouts that don't let you sleep until you know the power's back on?

Well. Yesterday was interesting, huh ( Read more... )

After getting settled in Vic's room by her and Nica, it's several hours of fitful sleeping before Ramon fully opens his eyes again. He didn't rest very well; he did a lot of whimpering, twitching and kicking in his sleep, seeing a woman slick with red in all his dreams. But daylight soon comes, a beam of it shining...nngh, right onto his face. His ( Read more... )

((Continued from here.))

Ramon, fingers still grasping at his hair as he looks on in horror at the body and blood, still screaming and screaming and screaming, makes a mad, blind dash for one of the doors once it appears. He doesn't think about how he didn't seem to notice it earlier; all that's registering is that it's a way OUT of here ( Read more... )

( Ramon's Current Belongings. )

When night finally rolls around and St. John has apparently given up on tossing Ramon's belongings (or Ramon himself) out into the hall for now, the tall kid figures that that means this is where he's bedding down. At least for tonight.

Despite the other person's grudging allowance of letting him stay in the same room as him, or perhaps because of ( Read more... )

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( An FAQ! No way! GET outta town and take a BUS! )

He sits in one of LAX's many, bustling lobbies, backpack on, suitcase and dufflebag close at hand. He always was careful to heed the intercom's warnings recited by a pleasant, female voice advising you stay with your luggage at all times. His head had been bowed, elbows propped on either of his knees, just listening to the drone of the crowds ( Read more... )