How had he even ended up here? Malcolm blinked sluggishly at Lt. Moore’s door. He was propped up, poorly, against the doorframe, forehead angled clumsily against the cool metal. He really must be properly fucked up to have thought it would be any kind of good idea, stumbling up to the half-Betazoid’s quarters just because he knew she was friends (or friendly, or whatever) with his sister….
He was wondering how strong the vodka was on his breath when the door slid open, and he found himself staring into pitch-dark eyes. Fuck. Jagged consternation crossed his features, although it lacked his usual severity― hard to achieve the sharp professionalism he was mostly known for, when your eyes won’t focus and your mouth won’t quite close.
Finally: “You know next week would’ve been fifteen years?” His head dropped, and he let out a quiet, hoarse sound somewhere between laughing and choking. “Shit.”
“Hey Aella, can I
― come in?” Avril gave her friend a brilliant grin despite the fat tears still dragging raggedly down her cheeks. It was brilliant only in the sense that broken glass shines starkly, and she couldn’t manage it for more than a couple seconds anyway. She shuddered as the expression crumbled but her eyes stayed fixed tight on Aella. (Sharp and perceptive and desperate.) “You can say no, I’ll― it’s okay.”
She might not beokay. But the world would keep turning.
1. WEIZHOU’s «Light 2017» Asia tour concert will start on 09/12/2017 in Shanghai.
Time: 19.30 at Jingan sport center.
2. JINGYU’s birthday fanmeet will be delayed to around Christmas due to his filming schedule. All tickets are free as appreciation to fans.
(Our boss is so great omg T.T He really appreciates his fans a lot)
For one of the first times, at Camp at least, Mattie had been dressed rather nicely. It wasn’t as if he’d never taken tips from Lukas on how to pull together something a little more than casual, but Mattie Kalenberg would have never been caught dead roaming Camp Half-Blood in a pair of Oxford’s or brogues. It’d been a while since he’d been back, no? Last he had been around, the blood of Heather Mason had still been freshly spilled, and he’d done his part in driving the killer out of hiding- Or so he thought. If there was one advantage the city provided, outside of the extensive business connections, it was an ease of access to information.
Mattie stood outside, pulling up the collar on his pullover just over his lips. He’d forgotten just how chilly it could get, in the woodlands of New York. November was no exception. Mattie pulled out the white lighter from his pocket and a cigarette, the flame flickering before he looked up. “Long time no see?”
Intergalactic Federation pilot Lieutenant Charles Xavier is assigned last-minute to a high profile mission: transporting over two thousand prison inmates from an old and overfilled prison complex to a newer, higher-capacity prison stronghold located on the outer reaches of the galaxy. Just as he’s settling down for a long and uneventful ride, things take a turn for the worse after the inmates riot and stage a hostile takeover of the ship, leaving Charles to find himself at the complete mercy of cold-blooded killers and facing the chilling prospect that he might not ever make it back home alive.
don’t ever think about how proud jack would be to see his kids as successful as they are, how proud he would be to see Randall as a wonderful father and husband, or how proud he would be to see Kevin become a successful actor, or how proud he would be of Kate following her dreams of becoming a singer because i did and now im bawling on the floor