"Forgotten" - Epilogue Six

[tornado-mouth.livejournal.com]

Maxine had spent a couple of days getting back into the swing of things...thanks to a discussion Mr. Terrific had with the president of her university, she wasn't going to be penalized for classes missed while lost in time.

Man, that sounded goofy to say.

Her dorm, however, was trashed from Degaton's agents coming in.  The decision was made that Maxine would live in the Brownstone's quarters and commute to class. 

She wasn't THRILLED with the idea...but then again, it wasn't like she had a ton of friends on campus to begin with.

So today, she was decorating.  With the "Hairspray" movie soundtrack blaring on her stereo. 

Oh yeah, Nikki Blonsky sounds SO much better than Marisa Janet Winokur..

Blood calls out for Blood

[starfire-kory.livejournal.com]

On many worlds, there is the tradition--or myth--of the quick-moving force that arrives in time to turn defeat into victory. On Earth, that honor is given to the cavalry. Here and now, the cavalry is the Titans, having assembled on the East Coast and made their way to the waiting Tempest, and from there through the sewers to the secret world of the Groundlings.

In the vanguard is Starfire, her hand wrapped securely around Damage's wrist as she tows the younger hero through the air, her other fist already blazing with the crimson light so like the sun of her now-vanished world. She does not know what they are flying into, or what they will find. Only one thought blazes through her mind:

Titans together!

Second month.

[amelia-z.livejournal.com]

People keep saying if you're in a looney bin long enough, eventually you lose track of days. Amelia is still trying to figure out whether it's irony or persecution that the 'people' giving that opinion are in here with her, and she's got a tick now anyway that doesn't let her forget the day, no matter what. She's filing that one under big cosmic joke, with everything else.

It's all still funny, too. Down to it, it sucked that Christie Strong was gone (again), even if she was a dizzy little bint. However, every time Amelia thought about Angela wearing orange prison jumpers, the humor returned and she broke out laughing hysterically. It couldn't be helped. That crazy old @#$%& thought she was going to bag an elemental. Tefe actually, who is so much more than just that. It's not like Amelia didn't warn them. She actually feels most guilty about the fact that she wasn't conscious to see any of the Outsiders bloody that lot up. For her part, the entire left side of her body noted for weeks that Corrine's rat dog has a nasty swing.

Ah, well. They've finally started trusting her with sturdy objects. On Saturday, she got back her iPod.

And ( last Tuesday... )

she lost it all, what little there was.

But, there is no spoon. Amelia giggles to herself darkly. "Not anymore."