((Leona Van Kamp Continued from We'll Never Fall, We'll Never Fade )) Leona, not being one much for intervening where she wasn't wanted, had camped herself a few feet away from the other two when she was sure they had finished their....festivities.  She had taken her coat off and was huddled under i...

As Matt and Cassidy made their vows, Leona was entrenched deeply in a different means of escape.  Her seat on the bench had become an impromptu stage.  The crumbling architecture of the park, the overgrown plants and unkempt lawn all be came populated with an audience.  A doting audience, amazed by ...

Looked like the pair wanted some alone time. Leona was alright with that. She knew when she wasn't needed, and she wasn't about intrude on...whatever it is they planned on doing. She gave a wolfish grin. "Enjoy yourselves. I'lll be over here." She turned her back on the pair, the coins now...

The announcements had come on while they were walking, and that girl that had made off with Matt's gun had already started getting work done. Leona bit her tongue about saying anything to Matt; she figured he was beating himself up enough over it without her throwing her thoughts at him. More import...

(Adding more continuity snarl, because I need to get Paulo out to meet his maker.  Feel free to fit all your stuff in in the time from now up until I run the announcement and get Paulo out) Shit didn't make a lick of sense, but Paulo supposd he couldn't argue with the results.  Rosemary wasn't dead....

"We can fuck him up, that's what the fuck we can do."  Paulo said, gripping his weapon tighter.  He felt a splinter slide its way into his palm, but he just grit his teeth.  But even still, even though he thought he had his mind made up, this threw it all into flux.  Fucker did have a godd...

Rosemary's rant struck at Paulo's will, even as she set out and left.  Max was his, goddammit.  But she was right.  And that hurt worse.  His masculinity was a dying thing, and this inability to do anything was the next spike in the EKG reading. But would it hurt to follow?  Stick around outside?  W...

Paulo folded his arms and leaned against the wall.  He gave Rosemary and incredulous look.  Just a little bit of the old Paulo was trickling back into his features. "I don't gotta understand shit.  Alone?  Feh.  I understand you lost your motherfucking mind." He wasn't sure how much of thi...

There was a small, quietly rational part of Paulo's brain that was telling him "risking it" was a dumb fucking idea.  This voice had atrophied over a lifetime of posturing, alpha male make believe, and most of what he stood for.  It had atrophied, but it was still there.  And in one of his...

((Paulo Abbate continued from Tender is the Night) Paulo had a rough time in rising, especially since he had a similarly rough time sleeping.  But hearing the announcements come on was enough to spur his eyes to open.  He had to hear the list of killers.  Had to hear who had done Becca in. He pushed...

((Paulo Abbate continued from Nobody Wants this)) As Rosemary and Meera discussed plans, reservations, the worries, Paulo slept.  Restlessly, miserably, but he slept. Somewhere the tough, hard youth that he wanted to be had gotten away from him.  There was no choice, really.  A girl had died because...

Katy held up a finger, almost stuck it in Yaz's face. "Rule number one.  Don't speak unless I ask you to." She rocked back on her heels, and in spite of herself, nodded to Yaz anyway. "Guess we better had.  Come on." Katy shouldered her pack, started out, and wondered just what t...

This girl was pitiful. Katy knew it long beforehand, in the halls of Aurora.  But looking at her now, with the level of her pathetic inability to even ensure her own survival, it was painfully clear. Yazmin was dead weight, a load to be dumped off and stuck in an incinerator or crushed in a trash co...

The gratitude was weird.  It certainly didn't sound right.  Katy ground her teeth together at the sound of the words, but didn't otherwise respond to them. Then she said she had no friends. "Christ."  Katy had to stop herself from slapping herself in the face with her broken hand. "So...

Katy looked at the pillowcase.  She almost laughed when she realized what it was. "Oh my God.  They really did fuck you, didn't they?" Katy bent down to pick the pillowcase up.  She stared at it for a minute before shaking her head and tossing it to the side. "I guess you could hit so...