Upon taking notice of the commotion upon the roof, Madelaine had half minded to just move on and ignore it all, having better things to than concern herself with other people's troubles. Had she not hesitated and rather, kept on walking, she might have completely missed the ghastly event that was ab...

Six months after her transfer, already Madelaine Shirohara was beginning to feel wistful for her old school back in Kyoto. For one thing, the cafeterias in the other establishment were never so crowded and so noisy as was the one in Barry Coleson, where chaos reigned amidst a seething crowd full of ...

Present time was hardly the greatest time to be a 15-year-old, struggling to scrape through the last four years of compulsory education with decent grades, knowing that they will be off little use in the real world ahead. And at the same time, there was also that inner and outer struggle that existe...

Shifting her position on the bed a little, Madelaine smiled a bit as Hawley mused a bit, making mention of his mother. His real mother to be exact. Hard to believe that there could possibly yet another good thing about coming out of SOTF, but there it was. And as Madelaine married Hawley, she sudden...

Blinking her eyes open, Madelaine looked towards Hawley as he spoke, while they were lying next to eachother. Listening to him now, she smiled at the mention of Douglas, Hawley's brother, which pretty much made him a sibling of Madelaine as well. The topic of mail and the well-being of their house, ...

He opened an eye when TV came alive; he catching a brief second of the flash of news on the screen the bold printed words of “SOTF Conference” baring at the bottom before the screen became dark again. Hawley casting a look toward Madelaine somewhat as he moved to sit up, least to remove his shoes ha...

Though having witnessed the grandiose splendour of the hotel's exterior, nothing could prepare Chance Burton for the sight of the lobby of the building that was to accomodate him for a number of days. Slinging his jacket over a lean shoulder, he whistled in sheer appreciation as his sea-green eyes, ...

Gradually feeling more and more at ease with herself, Madelaine had settled herself at the centre of the elevator box, gazing warmly towards her husband leaning against the wall and casting occasional glances towards the floor ticker at the top of the elevator doors. Listening to Hawley now, her tho...

Madelaine hung close to her husband's shoulder as she made her way towards the elevators with him, turning to look over her shoulder at Amanda, struggling to smile, even a little bit. But even that much was hard enough as it was at the moment, now that a shadow of her past had resurfaced to haunt he...

As Amanda and Hawley, along with several other people scattered throughout and about the lobby looked towards the bound form of Cody Jensen, Madelaine found herself unable to look in the same direction. Even at the sound of the commotion, consisting of frustrated shouts and maniacal hisses, Madelain...

Madelaine recognized Callum immediately as someone she, Hawley, and Amanda had all briefly encountered during their time on the island. Questionable was the first impression he had landed on them, seeing that the first thing he did when he encountered them was sock Hawley in the stomach. That aside,...

"...I see," Madelaine murmured, feeling somewhat remorseful for bringing up the topic in the first place. She began to shift uncomfortably against the tiled floor, her soft-soled shoes casting light echoes as they tapped against the floor lightly. Now that she thought about it, the topic o...

As the man she had been talking to earlier revealed himself as Vince Samsa, and from the sound of his words, Madelaine made out that he was some kind of sports celebirty of a sort. Of course, much like her husband it was like Madelaine to be ignorant about such things relating to sports, let alone f...

As she stood quietly by herself, tactically placing herself near a wall as to avoid being swept away by the voluminous crowd, Madelaine began to regress into her mind a bit, reflecting on everything that had happened to her since the days of SOTF. It was the first time she had been able to do so for...

In the rather grandiose lobby of the well-reputed hotel, where people of all walks and ages were going about their business, automatic doors parted to let a newcomer step in through the entrance. Madelaine, now well past her thirty-first birthday yet still having the demure and stately appearance sh...