“Knock knock.” The fifth member of the team, Josh Chipman, stood at the door. He was the guy that the Speaker had made the head of the “public” response team. “Did I miss anything? Well, anything that I couldn’t have heard in the hallway?” Closing the door behind him, Josh sat on a chair by the wall...

Nursing a cup of coffee, Greg Forbes sighed as he looked over the stack of papers before him. He hated these “informal” meetings. These little catch-ups, where nothing was formally minuted or decided but all the actual decisions were taken, infuriated him. Decades in the job, and he still disdained ...

Photo: Representatives Greg Forbes and Grady Holland briefly converse before a committee hearing. | Nigel Carradine/AP Photo HEARD ON THE HILL Committee Leaders Battle Over SOTF Jurisdiction By Curtis Ashford | 07/19/2018 17:35 PM EDT Traditionally, discussions about Survival of the Fittest - the s...

I'll take a challenge please!

Alistair Ogilvie opened the door. "Hey, Laurence," came the gruff greeting, and it was clear from his tone and posture that Alistair was simply going through the motions. It was equally clear that that was all he'd been doing for some time now. It wasn't that he was especially apathetic to...

Did...did Isaac not know just how awful Nick had been to Beryl? Yes, there had been genuine affection there, Nick had genuinely cared for her, Will didn't want to deny that or take that away from whoever cared about it. But did Isaac really think he wasn't qualified to make judgement on Nick's chara...

The first bullet hit him straight in the chest. He fell back.

When he looked up, he saw Marcy walking over to him.

With tears and hatred in his eyes, he saw Marcy's gun aimed at his head.

The first shot did the job.

B055: Nick Ogilvie - Deceased

The second shot just made a mess.

Nick was hurting. Saying goodbye to Marco, being confronted with death, knowing that everything he'd done, all the mistakes he'd made, culminated in this, that was painful. He had grown, so quickly, from the rage-frenzied monster who'd killed Jeremiah, who'd threatened Yuka, who'd been such a dick t...

Marco was dragged away. Gently, sure. Katelynne was not exactly violently dragging him along the stone floor, nor was she of the strength to just pick Marco up and march out of there. Katelynne needed Marco's consent - by way of inaction - to steer him out of there, and though Nick doubted Marco wou...

Facing imminent death was...complicated. There were all kinds of emotion Nick knew he should have been feeling. He probably should have - would have expected to - take stock of his whole life. Think back on the mistakes he made, like with Beryl and Tristan and just the whole needless saga of drama t...

Marceline laid down the terms for how this would go. What was most...striking? Alarming? Whatever. What caught Nick’s attention the most was how vivid an image she was painting. With every word, Nick could imagine how it would go. How she was imagining it would go. It was weird having an insight int...

Somehow, Nick was prepared for the flow of odious bullshit that came out of Marceline's mouth. That she'd appointed herself as some kind of moral arbiter, that her attempts to piece together what happened actually mattered at this point, that was obvious. It was the impression he'd got from their en...

Things are in place but rather busy with work this week, so a couple of days extension to get everything done would be much appreciated!

That was the benefit to asking the question. Meant that Nick - hardly the intellectual powerhouse of the group - had time to process his own thoughts, recover his own bearings, before having to commit to giving an opinion on whatever was going on. He was happy with that division of labour. It suited...