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  • Pride Comes Before the Fall

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    If there was any faithful reflection of the media-portrayed stereotypical post-apocalyptic city, it's found in …

  • The After-Party

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    Padre Hotel's Garden is quiet this time of night, although the long summer days mean that it's only just turning to dusk as Sanura, Dovile and Sasha regroup for 'de-breifing' in a still corner. It's a gazibo, …

  • Say Yes to the Dress

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    A cool breeze meanders through the air and the night sky is clear save the thin lines of smoke burning from myriad fires on Bakersfield rooftops. Even some of the fainter stars can be seen between the roofs of skyscrapers, …

  • Sun and Stars

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    The shop, silent and dark, save a couple of flickering sconces. Upstairs, in the survivors' home proper, the light is stronger: Lisa's voice drifts down as she reads poetry to Leanne, pausing to answer her questions and …

  • Sweet Home Alabama

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    Hard work carries its a rhythm like any good song—in this case, the driving beats of hard rock, prior to the end of the world, full of purpose and meaning and direction. Around, the noises of Bakersfield pass over, …

  • Laying Low: VIgnettes

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  • Checking In

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    Though everyone still seems to be in fairly high spirits, the knowledge that they could be hunted at this very moment …

  • Victor Returns

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    Upon breaching the surface of the bay Victor finds that the usual fog has settled over San Francisco. It's about 55 …

  • Media Frenzy

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    Harry rolls his eyes. "Okay there, 007." I send him the address of Starbucks on Market …

  • Victor's Hidden Depths

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    Miss Simon and Naomi are both pretty busy throughout most of the week. There are hardly any moments that Miss Simon …

  • The Manananggal

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    Mid-December. Angela calls up Sanura to ask a favor. She's spent the last couple of months writing a computer …

  • Brendan's Bracers

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    Sanura dressed "as such":http://indulgy.net/SP/CM/dG/96897829452367191n7CpAMzLc.jpg [but …

  • Isis' Offer

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  • Athena's Plan

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    February 5th. Two days after the Nuckel incident. There's a polite knock on Victor's door, even though it's partially …

  • Holy Man

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    The sun blazes from on high, sending waves of heat rising from the pavement. It seems as if even the plants in the …

  • Before the Leap...

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    Wednesday, August 28th... It's been a long day. A death, at one or two am. Devastation. A dark plot, an unwitting pawn. Though things have settled down, a subdued air overtakes Padre Place. The others who live there &mdash …

  • Coffee Break

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura would be thoughtful and silent on the walk to the cafe, pausing outside it. "Do you guys want to pick up our drinks and return to the shop, we can speak freely there after all and smoke and drink at our …

  • Birthday Shopping

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    An hour after the sun dips low over the horizon and the stars glitter in the black sky, quietude and stillness begins to settle over Bakersfield, and thousands of candlelights flicker to life to stave off the darkness. Thus …

  • Commissioning the Mechanic

    table(chatlog). (bear1). ||Bear
    Another day, another gear finished. Slow and steady. Bear reaches down, wrapping sure fingers around the milk jug he's made into his cup for the last few days, and frowns. Empty again. He gets off his stool, wiping …

  • A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Noon in Bakersfield, and October sunshine streams through the newly-glazed windows of the Survivor's shop, diffusing into golden warmth inside. The whirr of electric machine and clack of treadles alike slow, then stop …

  • Hunting the Hunter

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    Hot. Summer. Day. Dovile closes her eyes for a moment, readjusting her old straw hat to shade her face better. Her hands and knees are covered in slightly damp dirt, and her shoulders are sore from crouching, but …

  • Emotion Having Tuesday

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    The desert air has given way once more to the late summer weather—it's finally dried up the last of the feeling of humidity left over from Shawn's storms. For many, the dry heat is a nice change from the sticky, …

  • ... And Tilvy!

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Sunrise in Bakersfield. Ken skips from rooftop to rooftop, moving in a twisting line towards Bakersfield General Hospital. Around his waist is a tool belt full of wedges and chalk lines, but conspicuously missing an axe. …

  • It's In the Radio Waves, Man!

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Twilight is coming to an end, night chasing close at its heels. Done with the day's logging - not from exhaustion, but because felling trees is too noisy for night work - Ken sets himself to other errands. As he …

  • Thanksgiving

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    The afternoon sun has only just begun its descent, casting a low simmer of sunlight down on the people below (still far more pleasant than the lens-like burn of the summer sun just a couple months ago), filtered by the …

  • Dress-Up Day!

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Smiling faintly she feels a little silly but she lays out the image in salt with care. Her brow furrowing a bit as she sets down the Louis Vuitton heels in a rather large size. "here we are... I do like to repay my …

  • Cold Blooded

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    *November, 2024. Some days before Thanksgiving*| (ken1). ||Ken
    Dry wind, cool but not cold, twines through the tiled roofs of Bakersfield carrying the gentle wash of music. Ken, perched atop an old steeple. …

  • Optimism's Price

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Ken slips up beside Sanura from around the corner. He's much calmer than when they first arrived, although he still stands just a little too far away from everything as if the world were a little too small. Sometime …

  • Making Amends

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura took comfort from the familiar and not freezing surroundings. She was dressed in her usual classy yet slightly sexy attire. Her makeup done and hair carefully pulled up with her combs. Piles upon piles of …

  • Casual Conversation

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *February 23, 2026* Dawn light hasn't yet shifted to the gold of morning. On the roof of Bjorn's workshop, Ken kneels in the dirt. Yes, dirt - the roof now covered in a variety of makeshift planter boxes. He hums …

  • A Kind Ear

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *Bakersfield: February 17, 2026* Rain drums against the old corrugated plastic roofing of the small, hidden Cricklewood garden. It runs in trickles down the walls, drips in sheets from the edges of holes in the roof and …

  • Lady Moon Points to the West

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    A long time or a short time... Vast plains, solid white snow below and opaque white fog above, ever lingering either side of the horizon. The vast, empty, snowy plains, treeless, windswept, desolate. And then, a gusting, …

  • Lady Moon Points to the East

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    *Sunday, March 1st* The coatls shimmer above, the light of the rising sun melting their colors to warm pinks, oranges, and yellows. Thinning shadows still cling to the skin of the jungle, beneath the coat of thick foliage& …

  • The Great Outdoors

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *Bakersfield: March 2, 2016* There's a careless meticulousness about Ken as he prepares for a journey. The kind of thoughtlessness that comes from a lifetime of practice: thumbing through the contents of packs, double&# …

  • Lady Moon and Lady Music

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    *Saturday, March 7th* *Dawn* The slush crunches underfoot, wet, spreading away from each step. Sounds of an awakening forest prove company, from the slow, sporadic twittering of birds to the occasional lethargic call of …

  • A Merry Jig

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    For the first time since before the battle, sun peeks through the windows of Bakersfield's new make-shift hospital.... a once-gleaming office building that has now had cubicles converted into patient rooms, …

  • Joy and Exultation

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura walks up to the Hall with her heels clicking lightly on the concrete. The sounds of merry making reaching her ears as shapes filtering into the building can be made out. Her step picks up as she's drawn …

  • Lady Moon and Lady Fire

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *Mid March, in the forests near Bakersfield* Ken eyes the depth of the falling-notch in the large maple he's working on. Deep enough. He hitches up the toolbelt before it can slide down too far - borrowing Sasha' …

  • Dearly Departed

    table(chatlog). (bear1). ||Bear
    Bear settles into his crafting mind, dragging a long sip off his plastic gallon jug of tea, a rich dark brown sloshing. He leans over his drawing board, with a list in front of him. He wears his usual blue jeans and …

  • Opening Up

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Ken slips down from the rooftops and walks up to the big roll-up door of Bear's workshop. He's in exactly the same state as when he rolled off the makeshift operating table earlier that day - bruised, bloodied, …

  • Family Is For...

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura was in the shop, checkin in on everything and picking up some supplies to keep her hands busy in the next little while. She had a feeling she'd be out and about talking with a lot of people soon and though …

  • Learning from the Great Scribe

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    The pilot-less barque quietly cuts through the water of Kern River, picking its way down the winding route as if guided by an invisible hand. The sun shines warm upon the light, fine-grained wood that consists its …

  • Touching Base

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    *Wednesday, March 25th, 2026* The sun Lotus, not long out of the stables, growls up the sky, casting its gentle but strong spring light below. Kern river catches the gold and sends it dancing over the sand, through the …

  • Truly Humbled

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    It's very early in the afternoon for dinner. But that's out of necessity - after all, the Bogovi council meets at sunset. Ken walks slightly ahead of, and in circles around, Derrick and Sanura, leading them along what …

  • The Imperial City

    table(chatlog). (bear1). ||Bear
    Bear looks up from his workbench (a steel door bridged over two sawhorses), across the broad bedrock slab, up the sandstone walls at Ken and Sanura, finally come outside the walls for a look at Bear's big megaproject. …

  • This is Bat Country

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    Dovile took a deep breath, absorbing the darkness, the silence, and the cool smell of the damp earth around them. Lena sat in front of her, between them a bottle of vodka and two small wooden bowls with a couple of …

  • Let's Talk

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST
    The spring sunlight slants through the open windows, falling on vibrantly colored cloth and highlighting gently floating dust. Sanura's hard at work in the shop at her station, in a room not far from the larger room. Very …

  • The Drowned King

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *Between places, between times, the 9th of April in some lands:* Ken opens his eyes to see the sky. Nope. Still sky... it didn't work this time. But it was so close this time. He could feel the world falling away. And so …

  • Too Old For This Shit

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    *Late Afternoon,* *The Aspen Tree* The room is a circle, a sphere, like the nest of a bower bird, woven out of the morning glories and unexpected branches. The breeze dances, like a young girl laughing. The sun …

  • Flower Girl

    table(chatlog). (dovile1). ||Dovile
    It's the shop. Unfortently, it's the shop on a spring morning, and even with the cross breezes it's starting to get a little stuffy in here. Dovile slitheres out of the shadows in the kitchen and pauses, locating …

  • Ginger Travels Abroad!

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    April 2026, On the road to Domochlovek: Ken keeps his pace slow enough that Ginger's short legs can match it as they finish the trip to Domochlovek. Dawn's grey light has shaken off her morning robe of mist by now, and …

  • Fitting Advice

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura was still a happy kitty despite the run in with Carmen's mum. She'd found a pretty set of flowers to leave at the latest construction site for Derrick to find, hopefully. Her hands moving to smooth away one …

  • Gift-Giving to a God

    table(chatlog). (bear1). ||Bear
    Bear approaches the door of Sanura's shop, rubbing his eye with rough fingers. He yawns a little, and knocks on the door as normally as his strength allows. While he awaits a response, he scratches at his scalp with …

  • Melody Lost

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    Bakersfield: March 31, 2026 Ken makes his way above moonlit streets, a slight stir of leaves the only sign of his passing. As he reaches the old Jiffy-lube with its firelit windows (the brightest thing on these …

  • Coatacopia

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    A few short days before the wedding Sanura is carefully pressing a longish coat, the shop is quiet for the time being. The seamstresses are doing their work and there is the pleasant hum of quiet conversation broken …

  • Steam Cleaning

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    *May 1st: Bakersfield* Ken makes his way towards carmen's house. The air is thick with sounds of insects emerging for the cool of night and people humming their lives out in the streets below. He pauses for a moment, for …

  • Safe Word

    table(chatlog). (sanura1). ||Sanura
    Sanura is glad the shop's staff has all head home by the time she brings Derrick in through the roof entrance and towards the new door that had appeared in the shop. There had been questions which had been given …

  • War... What Is It Good For?

    table(chatlog). (ken1). ||Ken
    May 9th, Bakersfield Ken pauses just outside the old Jiffy Lube while he waits for Sanura to catch up. In the hour since they began their work, pink sky turned black and the town has gone as dormant as it ever is. He …

  • Do You Think Any of Us Are Free?

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST Beneath the horizon the sun has sunk, lighting upon the ground to continue its journey into the darkest, coldest depths, to commit itself to battle with the fearsome, unknowable things that dwell there. Derrick's booted steps …

  • Unbound

    table(chatlog). (st). ||ST Floors clean and clear, desks tidied, bolts of fabric folded and put away. Once more Derrick has lent a hand in closing up shop, allowing the workers to leave earlier than usual. As before, his passing among the seamstresses …

  • Oh Yes, Mr. Derrick Sultan

    table(chatlog). (sanura2). ||Sanura Sanura had looked at the note and re-read it several times, a shocked expression then a smile then a faint bewilderment. All these would take their turns through out the day, and no matter how much her co- …

  • Getting Outta Dodge

    table(chatlog). (ken2). ||Ken _*Evening in Bakersfield, two days before the Netjer council*_ Ken takes a breath of ice-cold air of Helsinki, and releases it slowly into the warm humid air of Bakersfield. He removes his coat and beats it, sending up …

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