| Sunday, January 20th, 2008 |
| 6:07 pm |
Fic Challenge This is a challenge for myself, taken from the LJ 100 Fics challenge. I'll be writing a scene or a journal entry based on each of the prompts in the table.
| 001. | Beginnings. |
002. | Middles. |
003. | Ends. |
004. | Insides. |
005. | Outsides. |
| 006. | Hours. |
007. | Days. |
008. | Weeks. |
009. | Months. |
010. | Years. |
| 011. | Red. |
012. | Orange. |
013. | Yellow. |
014. | Green. |
015. | Blue. |
| 016. | Purple. |
017. | Brown. |
018. | Black. |
019. | White. |
020. | Colourless. |
| 021. | Friends. |
022. | Enemies. |
023. | Lovers. |
024. | Family. |
025. | Strangers. |
| 026. | Teammates. |
027. | Parents. |
028. | Children. |
029. | Birth. |
030. | Death. |
| 031. | Sunrise. |
032. | Sunset. |
033. | Too Much. |
034. | Not Enough. |
035. | Sixth Sense. |
| 036. | Smell. |
037. | Sound. |
038. | Touch. |
039. | Taste. |
040. | Sight. |
| 041. | Shapes. |
042. | Triangle. |
043. | Square. |
044. | Circle. |
045. | Moon. |
| 046. | Star. |
047. | Heart. |
048. | Diamond. |
049. | Club. |
050. | Spade. |
| 051. | Water. |
052. | Fire. |
053. | Earth. |
054. | Air. |
055. | Spirit. |
| 056. | Breakfast. |
057. | Lunch. |
058. | Dinner. |
059. | Food. |
060. | Drink. |
| 061. | Winter. |
062. | Spring. |
063. | Summer. |
064. | Fall. |
065. | Passing. |
| 066. | Rain. |
067. | Snow. |
068. | Lightening. |
069. | Thunder. |
070. | Storm. |
| 071. | Broken. |
072. | Fixed. |
073. | Light. |
074. | Dark. |
075. | Shade. |
| 076. | Who? |
077. | What? |
078. | Where? |
079. | When? |
080. | Why? |
| 081. | How? |
082. | If. |
083. | And. |
084. | He. |
085. | She. |
| 086. | Choices. |
087. | Life. |
088. | School. |
089. | Work. |
090. | Home. |
| 091. | Birthday. |
092. | Christmas. |
093. | Thanksgiving. |
094. | Independence. |
095. | New Year. |
| 096. | Writer‘s Choice. |
097. | Writer‘s Choice. |
098. | Writer‘s Choice. |
099. | Writer‘s Choice. |
100. | Writer‘s Choice. |
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| Saturday, January 12th, 2008 |
| 12:27 am |
Pit Stop Still a bit upset at the ambush she'd received on Derrick's show, Dani left Shangri-La's communications offices with two hours to kill before the next scheduled transport back to Avalon. The long walk earlier from the hanger deck of the massive ship to the communications office had taken more out of her than she wanted to admit, so the last thing the young woman wanted to do was walk around and sightsee on the luxury liner. Even if she'd had the energy and inclination, she'd just be gawked at by strangers surprised to see someone in her condition wearing the uniform of a Colonial Fleet officer. With those thoughts in mind it was an easy call to wind up at one of the many bars on the ship, one with a view of the central environmental dome and the gardens it contained. It would help pass the time and let her rest until she had to make the trip back to the hanger deck. She might even get something to eat while she was there. ( fancy meeting you here ) |
| Wednesday, January 9th, 2008 |
| 6:17 pm |
Extra goods The previous night had been a rough one for Dani Kypros, she'd had a very hard time getting comfortable enough to sleep and overslept as a consequence once she did drift off. The sensation of Rhys kissing her on the cheek and the sounds hr made as he left the compartment and closed the hatch behind him on his own way to work had finally roused her and the young woman panicked when she realized how late it was. She was supposed to meet Captain Wade for breakfast that morning about securing some additional supplies and didn't want to be late, she'd barely have time to get ready and it took her longer than it used to these days. The quarters she and Rhys had been issued were functional, but they didn't come with anything they needed for the babies and she also wanted to find things to soften up the compartment and put some personal touches on the place. Eva had arrived in the mess for breakfast early but hadn't got herself some food yet. She was hungry but she also had to wait politely for her appointment with the grounded pilot Daniella. A table was secured and she took a seat waiting with a curious expression, wondering what Dani was actually wanting. ( I need a favor ) |
| Sunday, January 6th, 2008 |
| 3:45 pm |
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| Sunday, December 30th, 2007 |
| 11:59 am |
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| 10:17 am |
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| Sunday, December 23rd, 2007 |
| 11:02 am |
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