Mizore was sweating, shaking. Who knew a sprained knee could be so painful? And now, and now she could talk, say the things she'd wanted to say ever since she'd gotten on the island, before she'd gotten on the island, whenever anyone casually advocated killing people Victoria Logan , because this gu...

( Just A Kid, Napping --> Sarah Atwell & Alice Boucher) They had walked for a long time. Sarah was starting to get impatient. She'd gotten to the point where she'd begun calling "Maxwell! Maxwell Lombardi! Come out and get me!". Alice had gotten nervous, and at one point tried to cover...

Julian Avery. Mizore was trying to remember what she knew about Julian Avery. Because she was sure there was something to remember. He was nice, she remembered. Complimented her on her art from art class, when it got displayed. A lot of people did that, but it was nice of him to notice when they did...

(Liz Polanski & Mirabelle Nesa continued from " Blackout ") They ran. It wasn't really running, huffing and puffing, having Belle hold her up by the arms, punching cameras out with the bad end of the pen and (later) the knife again, once the pen had taken enough abuse. The South-Easter...

And then the announcements came on. More people had killed each other. Danya had stopped mentioning Liz, which Liz found troubling; she wanted them panicking, not knowing what to do, making idiot threats on her life. The silence indicated they had something else planned. They didn't mention Belle, t...

(Naoko Raidon & Mizore Soryu --> All's Fair ) Mizore and Raidon had made it to a field. It was a field covered in logs, but also thickets, wildflowers. Wiry undergrowth, thicket flowers, columbine, sage and and indian paintbrush. Flashes of bright colors on a background of green and grey. Mizore...

Mizore was thinking about oceans, the sound of the sea in her ears. She'd seen the ocean with her family, when she was small, a vacation, tense and lonely when the first of her brothers was born. She had walked out into the dawn beaches in the mornings, in the calm, tasted the air, blue-grey and sal...

Sarah was a little disappointed that Alice seemed to have driven the girl away--she'd looked uneasy, and then stepped back out the window, and that was that. But damn. Tyler though, was being rude. He clearly thought they were lesbians. Sarah resisted the temptation to break into giggles. Yup. No Ma...

Naoko Raidon kissed Mizore Soryu. Mizore was wearing nothing but a bra on top, his arms warm around her, her skin raised to his touch, shivering. She could feel everything, skin vivid, and warmth. The shivers had nothing to do with cold. Sun. Let's get out of this country. He could take her cold. Th...

When Liz woke up, Mirabelle offered her wine. Could be poisoned. But no. It wouldn't be poisoned. There were much easier ways to kill her, so many easier ways. And this Mirabelle chick--Belle had found her. Let her break the cameras, risk killing her. Stayed by her while she slept. There was no reas...

There were so many things that were so tempting right now. She leaned up against the wall, obedient. Her knee hurt, enough that she wanted to start sobbing again, not from terror, but from pain. Nuh-uh. No. It was pain, it was terror, it was weakness and sheer confusion. It was being eighteen ( eigh...

Mirabelle was going to let her sleep. She didn't know why she put herself under Mirabelle's command like that—Mirabelle would let her go to sleep. Perhaps she could logic it out—Mirabelle had helped her, Mirabelle was more deadly than her, Mirabelle was taking risks that would have made Liz choke—bu...

Mizore was cold. Her lips were numb, light blue. They were stiff--slurred speech, no speech. After they'd got a good way, the white bear said "are you afraid?", but she was not afraid. She was afraid. Who knew that blood stopped pumping when the heart stopped? She'd expected some affect of...

Liz took the bread, and braced herself against the rock wall, lowering the gun. She was breathing a little harder than she wanted to, closing her chapped eyes, trying to ignore everything stinging. There were questions she could have asked, like why are you helping me? and will you get scared and ru...

It was Mirabelle Nesa. Liz remembered Mirabelle Nesa. She'd shared a math class with her. Mirabelle was intense , that was the word, which Liz liked. Liz was often described as intense . And Mirabelle didn't look like she was going to kill her. If anything, she looked awed. Or horrified. "Liz.&...