Continued from here . The problem with being knocked out was that eventually you weren't. Nothing and then... Time caught up with you all in a rush. Time had passed, a day and a few hours more. Things...about like ...like Hiro had after he got dosed with those black roses. She tried moving cautiously and found she couldn't. Restraints were preferred to paralytic drugs, easier to deal with anyway. " Hiro ?
Just updating to say I finished mt Halloween picture! I wasn't able to book the scanner in teh library this evening cause somebody was already using it, so I will just have to post a photograph of it...scanned, which will be Thursday now. I still need to finish it off some more and add some details and that. I haven't thought of a name yet, so if anyone can think of one let me know.
After throwing the Question's body into Batman's Lazarus pit, Helena hadn't had to wait long for results. The man had resurfaced almost immediately, gasping and coughing but, strangely, there hadn't...it. You don't know the proper way to do it. They'd have regenerated." He pauses. "Do you have-?" "Check your pockets." The mask comes on and then they're rabbiting out of the Batcave on Helena's bike
“What’s your biggest guilty pleasure, Nishikido-san?” Ryo blinked, a fake smile pasted on his face as he tried not to give away his thoughts to the interviewer seated across from him, staring so intently...Ryo-chan. Just make sure when you finally give in to it you’re wearing clothes that don’t stain easily.” Ryo was sure that these were, without a doubt, the most brilliant words he had ever heard. -
Part One She might not be very good at reading people, but Lita could tell a blatant lie when she heard one. No healthy woman with half a brain would call Nicholai Richards’ looks as common. He... “Yes, I know him. How could I not know the man who is going to marry one of my best friends? He speaks little, but I have seen him with Mina at some of our dinner parties,” she replied honestly. 2/?
drizzle over the mist and water down the fog we're sinking stones in the dark, we're fucking ageless sages and the light bends over the contours of our body; evidence that we've melted together.
This piece probably owes a debt to Ryanpeq. In a very specific way, but not an obvious one because you'd have to go digging around third-party livejournals to find it. PREVIEW (CLICK TO SEE THE ENTIRE...Dunkin Donuts. And maybe I have a genius deep inside of me that I am not intimately aware of on a conscious level, but you wouldn't believe how many of my punch lines end up being incidental.
