Leona didn't look over at the new arrival, not at first.  She was still in the process of gathering her thoughts.  So it was her answer was delayed as she stared down the hallway. She seemed to snap back to the world after a minute or so, and turned to face Tim, blinking as if to clear her eyes. &qu...

((Leona Van Kamp continued from Memories of a Past Life )) The shopping center would have been closer to Leona's natural habitat.  Not quite a stage, but shopping was one of her few auxiliary pleasures.  Perhaps seeking some degree of normality was what spurred her to circumvent the blockade through...

The hospital was no longer an option.  If Cassidy hadn't seen anyone in there, that was good enough for Leona. She watched the pair go for a second, her hand fingering the set of quarters nestled in her pockets.  Her worry was palpable.  But then, it wouldn't get her anywhere. She followed the pair,...

Leona took the proffered hand and gave Cassidy a light shake as Matt introduced her. "Sometimes I go by the 'Great Leo'.  You know, onstage.  You might have heard of me."  That was a shot in the dark, but she was sure somebody from school had to have gone to one of her shows at some point....

Someone came flying out of the hospital, and Leona panicked for a split second, thinking it was an attack.  It was hard to think otherwise, considering she leapt on him.  It took her a bout of confused blinking to get her bearings and realize it was a hug and not a murderous death grip full of rage ...

((Leona Van Kamp continued from This Ain't No Make Believe )) Eight kids already dead.  Leona was having a difficult time believing that the show had gotten on so quickly.  What in Christ's name was happening out there? There was one name she was happy was nowhere to be found.  She hoped Rebecca was...

Paulo wasn't quite sure if he liked Michael.  He'd tell Paulo shit to do, when he didn't ask.  But shit he told him was usually right.  So there was that.  And he did jits.  That was a point or two in his favor. But when he started in on their impromptu training session it became apparent that Coope...

Paulo hadn't expected Cooper to come on so strong, but the move he had in mind still would have worked.  Probably better. Coop's body pushed into him, his hand down.  Paulo snaked his arm around the other boy's neck and secured his wrist with his other hand.  He went with the force of the takedown, ...

Oh yeah, she wanted him.  That much was obvious.  This cadela was on the hook.  Look, she was even trying to hide her blushing with her fists!  It was adorable. Paulo stepped back from the gazebo, bounced lightly, both to warm himself up, loosen his muscles, and to look awesome (like he needed help ...

Paulo looked the girl up and down, trying out the name Lahela on his tongue.  "La..hela?"  He probably slaughtered it, but fuck it, it was all good.  No shit; the girl had her a body.  And she had a nice tan look to her.  Not like most of the pale-ass cadelas running around under the Seatt...

((Paulo Abbate continued from From Sao Paolo to Seattle ; Assume a day change as this is a different lunch period for him)) " Chuva maldito " Like Seattle liked to do all the time, it was raining.  For whatever reason, Cooper had said he was going to eat in the gazebo.  Outside.  In said f...

Paulo didn't miss a step. "Oh, she been treatin' me good.  She knows how to touch a man, know what I'm saying?  I just thought I'd give your asno a chance to practice, you know?"  He kept leering at her, his smirk now showing teeth. He looked up at the clock.  Bell was about to ring. "...

The two girls who'd been watching had started to clear out now.  When they had vacated, he found that there was a new ho in their place.  He thought he might have seen her practicing out on the track.  Miranda, or something.  One of the bitches might have given him shit at one time or another. He le...

The skinny bitch was acting squeamish.  Well fuckin' let her.  No one was forcing her to watch anyway. "It's not violence.  Its...It's... awesome ." Paulo said weightily from the depths of his unfinished high school education.  He hadn't yet found the philosophical voice in him to effectiv...

"Oh, you don't need to be a fan of violence," Paulo said, the amount of shit that he was eating with his grin clearly evident. "This shit'll MAKE you a fan, menina ." Then Mallory presented Paulo with an honest conundrum.  Again, girls weren't big on getting down and dirty.  So h...