How easy is it to repair cracks when they threaten the very foundation of the thing you've worked so hard to build? Is it worth it to fix things, or just let it all crumble away?
This week, well, there's drama. Tseer brings home someone who has recently grown very close to him, and the team expresses some serious concern. Also, Corra and Otto are the cutest drunks.
The hardest person you are ever going to have to forgive is yourself. It's so easy to play back in your mind all of the shouldas and the couldas, and so hard to see the here and now.
This week Seshmir has a nice chat with Jenkins. Tessa does a bit of amatuer wrestling, and Corra and Tseer have delightful brunch.
They tell me you are doing well. Your last testing exercise seems to have earned high marks. Some abnormalities though. I wonder where the, uh, blood drinking is coming from. COuld be some left over survival instinct maybe? Hard to tell, between all the things mixed inside of you and the conditioning. Oh well, your power seem to be developing well. Trigger word worked as expected. Good. We’ll need this for what coming. Wyatt said I was making monsters. He doesn't realize does he? What’s coming is beyond monstrous. And when it get here you, test subject zero, are going to help me fight it.
This week, two lovers return from a short vacation and the team gets a few visits from their bosses. Also, so cute cuddling, and Ornette Coleman shout out and Seshmire decides to get in better shape.
I needed something from this pair. Something more than just power and connection. I needed an insurance policy. To make sure that they held up their end of our bargain. I needed it form them both. I could see it, in they way they moved, how they looked at each other, there was a connection and having just one of them was not going to be enough to fulfill my goals. I needed the thing they were guarding the most. The thing that they were keeping from one another. That thing so precious that it had to be held at a distance and closed off from everyone. If this was going to work, I would need their hearts. Metaphorically of coarse.
Lost and with just each other, our two boys search for a way out, and maybe, just maybe, something in each other.
I was not terribly...impressed when these boys were brought before me. Two lost souls from the material plane. How could they aid me in healing my home, especially when one of them carried the blood of the invaders that brought this infection to my my door.How could these two motrals help me more than the agent I already had in their world. I mean, yes, they had been adrift in the feywild for who know how long before they found themselves in my presence, but there was something about them. Some sort of...bond. I knew, when I looked them, deep into them, that they would complicate matters.
A very unlikely pair are forced together and put in a situation where they must lean onto one another to survive. In such a harsh world, and with so much hurt between them, can they survive?
The easiest person in the the world to hate is yourself. Before you know it you fall down that hole of self doubt. Of Second guessing, and best you can do get you some people to pull you out.
Drama abounds as the gang settle down from their wild day. Seshmire, and Tessa have a fun meeting with a friend. Tseer and Otto hit the club. Orran tends to the guests and Corra and Otto have a heart to heart.
A fight ain't hardly a place for love. You can get distracted, get it used against you. If you can focus on it, though, you can find something bigger than yourself to carry you through anything.
With Corra down, the team scrambles to put an end to the fight. Many of the group must face diffucult choices and and when push comes to shove, some them might make the wrong call. We also get new friends, old conflicts and a surprise call.
All the players are moving into place. We can't stop it now. As much as we hate to admit it, this is bigger than us. All that we can do is sit back and hope our faith in y'all is enough.
The fight with the assassin kicks off as the building burns around the team. As things escalate quickly, one of the members of the team will face a grime prospect. Also, rat friends are made and we learn why you don't put the teens on guard duty.
In this world, the unexpected is all you got to rely on. You got to know, that no matter what, you are gonna jump the track and find yourself in that all to familiar unfamiliar territory.
This week the team finally put into motion their plan to hit back at Stanton. They also off load a bunch of extra stuff and support their friend in his performance.
Plans are our way of making sense of a world that just ain't. A way of enacting some kinda control. Often, though, it ain't how we plan but how we deal with the plan falling apart that matters.
This week the gang regroups and begin figuring out how to hit Stanton back as hard as he hit them. Some couples reaffirm how they feel while others do keep drifting apart. Plus, they get an invite to a show.