weighed_down:

 Edmund was tired, annoyed, aching, and damn glad to be back home. Carter Howard was dead, though the bastard hadn't gone quietly. He had stopped at his apartment for a change of clothes and ran into some old...employers. They wanted to speak to Julian and they were very insistant that he convey their message. Edmund had returned to the place Julian had asked him to meet after the Carter job. He sighed before knocking on Julian's office door.

bornlucky:

Before they had gone out to the Cookout of course Excalibur had remembered Tamara's birthday was today and since they were eight hours ahead of where the defenders where they had a little time to celebrate with some cake and ice cream.

Casey had gotten Tamara a hundred dollars in cash as spending money and a few light prisms that he that she might like.

sea_shelly:

It wasn't hard to find the reef Kassi had spoken of.  It was harder to make herself come.  Even though Kassi had offered her help unselfishly, pre-guilt over what might happen to her sister wracked Marrina.  What if she hurt her?  Or worse?  When her body and mind raged so much out of control as they had been, it was impossible to say what she might do.

Marrina took a deep breath as she bobbed in the water.  It would be so easy to just run away from it all.  From Namor and Mac and Kassi, and... Mason and...  and maybe not so easy.

But she knew what her mother had become.  Knew that she'd had to be put down.  She wouldn't, couldn't do that to her friends and family.

quitethecharmer:

It pained him to admit it, but Vincent had been somewhat remiss lately. In spite of their decision to date one another exclusively, he'd hardly been able to make any time for Asleif. It wasn't as if she'd been hounding him for it, as she seemed thoroughly absorbed in her world travels, but it bothered him, and rightfully so.

A painstakingly thorough clearing of his schedule for a day had been arranged, along with putting together an itinerary of things to do together. He'd even gone the extra mile and asked MacKenzie the favor of being on standby for any F4 related emergencies in his stead (with a caveat that if magic was involved, he should be contacted immediately).

And so, crafting the most precise veil he knew how to, he will slip up behind the object of his affections as she thinks she is off and alone.

"My lady." Comes a whisper over her shoulder, as he manages to keep the tone soft in spite of his grin.