| |
|
|
| [Friday, May 13, 2005 at 5:37 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Sunday, April 17, 2005 at 8:37 am] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Tuesday, March 29, 2005 at 6:48 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Saturday, March 19, 2005 at 10:32 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Tuesday, March 15, 2005 at 11:57 am] |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Saturday, March 5, 2005 at 1:08 am] |
( Private )
The sleeping bags are still in the den if anyone so chooses. |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Wednesday, March 2, 2005 at 10:58 pm] |
| Subject: Closed Third Person |
Scott grabbed his headache pills from their hiding spot in his room. He changed the position of them periodically, randomly choosing drawers, pockets, boxes to put them in. It was leftover paranoia from one of his foster mothers who'd gone through all of his belongings to make sure he didn't have anything that went against the strict household rules. His headache pills had gone into that catagory. She'd insisted that if he had a headache he could come to her for a pill.
He didn't want to have to ask, to have to tell someone else he was in pain. He just wasn't wired that way.
Scott swallowed down a pill in the bathroom, using his hand to cup the water to his mouth, making a mental note to get a clean up to bring up to his bathroom. He looked into the red-tinted mirror and made a face. So much to do. So little time to do it.
Not going to Washington had been a hard decision. But he trusted Ororo to take good care of the others, trusted Jean poltically and knew that Sofia and Julian would do a good job. He knew the kids would do well. He knew only he could do what needed to be done here and hopefully, hopefully in Washington nothing would go wrong. If it did they could handle it. Scott just didn't want to leave the kids here at the mansion. It would feel like abandonment so soon after what happened Valentine's Day. They needed to know...something. Scott closed his eyes, dimming the red glow behind his glasses as he leaned his head against the cool mirror. Everything was happening so fast, and he was good with that. With action. It was the lulls where he had time to think that bothered him. |
|
|
|
|
| [Wednesday, February 23, 2005 at 10:53 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Sunday, February 13, 2005 at 5:32 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Thursday, February 10, 2005 at 11:35 pm] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Saturday, February 5, 2005 at 9:20 pm] |
| Mood |
: |
 worried |
|
Where's Rachel? |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Sunday, January 30, 2005 at 10:43 am] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Thursday, January 27, 2005 at 1:38 am] |
|
|
|
|
|
| [Thursday, January 13, 2005 at 1:01 am] |
|
|
|
|
|
|
| [Wednesday, January 12, 2005 at 9:44 pm] |
( Hank )
( Private )
Tell me everyone's homework's done before you're all making that racket? Lie to me if you have to. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
