I Was In The Army, Terri. Special

Yes, He’s Like A Rash For Which There’s No Cure. It Only Goes Away For A Bit Before Returning Unexpectedly To Ruin Every Pleasurable Experience. He Should Have Been Named Herpes Rather Than Zt. Or Maybe Just Herpes Z, Since He’s A Very Special Irritant. (arik)

Nick Was Dressed In Jeans, A Dark Green Sweater, And Bomber Jacket–the Perfect Image Of A Rich College Student. Talon Looked Like A Biker Who Had Just Left Sanctuary, New Orleans’s Premier Biker Bar. Acheron Looked Like A Refugee From The Dungeon–the Local Underground Goth Hangout. Valerius Was The Professional Contingent, And Zarek…zarek Just Looked Like He Was Ready To Kill Something.’ (talon)

I Never Lied To You. (kiara) Of Course You Did –you Said You Could See The Real Us– That We Weren’t As Bad As We Claimed. But You Didn’t And, Just Like Everyone Else, So Long As We Risk Our Lives To Protect And Save You, We’re Okay. But The Moment We Have To Make A Choice Not Ours, The Moment You See What Our Pasts Have Made Us, You’re Horrified By The Truth And Hate Us For It Like We Had Some Kind Of Choice In What We Are. (syn)

I Love You, Don’t I? And The Gods Know You Are Definitely Not Easy To Deal With. (aimee) Thanks, Aim. By The Way I Still Have A Tiny Bit Of Confidence Left. Please Make Sure You Stomp On It Too While You’re At It. Gods Forbid It Should Actually Grow Into Something Called Self-esteem. (fang)

My Father Tutored Me Well On Amnesia. He Always Said It Was A Necessary Ingredient For Any Friendship. (kiara)