They say you don't know what you're capable of until you've been pushed to the edge and have to make the difficult choices. Guess that is true because we're all pretty much to the edge here. Someone or something was in the boys house the other night. Dylan has good instincts. He's very aware of his surroundings. Probably his years on the streets ( Read more... )

My visit with Daddy went really well. He agreed to ask around and see if he could find out what the hell kind of weapon the key to the throne is. If anyone can find the short cut to the answer? It's my father. I took him by the club and he met Preach. I think they hit it off. Dad couldn't help grinning when Preach talked and stuff. Which is cool ( Read more... )

I'm off the crutches. About damn time. Can we say cabin fever? Yes we can. Gah, if I look at one more research book, I'm going to open a portal and hurl myself through it. I so will. If Dylan can manage to open them, it can't be that hard right? RIGHT ( Read more... )

We got a break in the research from hell. I've never read so many books at one time...ever. It's worse than when Daddy tried to get me on his dark magic kick and used to try and share his new books with me. I should give him a call soon. See if he knows anything about this key to the throne. Course, he may not tell me if he does, since I'm on the ( Read more... )

Dylan is a scary kid. No, really, he's a scary kid. He's even scarier than Gia and her incessant need to drive Dylan and I crazy while we research. See, I can't help but read Dylan's thoughts. He projects so damn loudly. An open book really ( Read more... )

Oz was stabbed last night. Oz was stabbed last night with a silver sword. There aren't enough words to express how fucking enraged I am right now. I could feel him through the bond, trying to assure me he was fine. Dylan brought him home. Brought home the sword that was used to hurt Oz ( Read more... )

Having a bad knee means I don't get to patrol. So, I have my own way of helping. I'm hitting Dylan's research books and remaining central contact center. AI and our team checks in with me and I pass the messages on to the others. It's better than doing nothing ( Read more... )

We opened the club back up tonight. Wasn't planning to be here since I'm still on crutches, but then I decided it looks better if I am here. If everyone sees a bullet and some pricks with guns won't shut me down or out then they are less likely to screw with me and mine ( Read more... )

Angel and his team did a pretty good job cleaning up the club. Connor stopped by and went over the place. Helped to put some things back together and took a list of names I got from some phone calls. I totally cheated and read people without permission as I called around to ask about the attack on my club. Funny how many of my so called friends had ( Read more... )

Oz is troubled. Angry and quiet and doesn't seem to want to talk to me about what is on his mind. Probably because I'm pretty locked in my own feelings right now. I hope he'll come to me if he needs to talk, but I'm giving him some emotional space right now ( Read more... )