Previous | Chapter Listing | Next “L might have threatened violence a few times,” Morgyn said, settling down on the couch with a book. “But the worst she’ll do is turn me into a frog for a bit.” Lilith, running on the treadmill not far away, snorted softly. “Isn’t that a bad thing?” Lilith asked. “You don’t seem like you’d appreciate being a frog very much.” Morgyn laughed quietly. “Most think not,” the blond answered. “But actually it’s useful for getting around unnoticed. No one thinks much of a frog. And fortunately, I make a very green, normal-looking frog.” Lilith was curious how Morgyn was aware of this, but naturally,…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next They’d talked for so long, Ezio started to wonder by the end if Caleb ever intended to let go. The answer was likely no, as he did eventually, but with some notable reluctance. In a way, it was nice to feel like someone wanted him around for once. In other ways, it would take some getting used to. Morgyn used to want Ezio around. Maybe that wasn’t quite accurate. Ezio had stopped wanting Morgyn around, not the other way. Caleb wasn’t Morgyn though, and he had a way of making Ezio feel like his presence was wanted without being overt about it. Morgyn never…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next That was him. At first, Caleb wasn’t so sure. It was badly lit in the bar, and it was easy to mistake just about anyone for just about anyone else. It was his eyes. Caleb was very sure he was looking at Ezio once he saw his eyes. He didn’t answer to his name, but that hardly meant anything. Maybe he’d changed his name, maybe he was deliberately ignoring Caleb calling him, he didn’t know. He should be upset because Ezio ran off like that. On the contrary, Caleb hadn’t been so elated since… he couldn’t recall how long it’d been and it didn’t…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next As always he did now, Mayor Whiskers enthusiastically greeted Ezio as he stepped out of the elevator. Ezio smiled, reached down, and pet the cat, scratching the spot he liked under his chin. Ezio may not have intended to get a cat, but he seemed to have gotten a cat all the same. The cat was welcome as long as he wished to be there, as far as Ezio was concerned. The building manager didn’t seem to mind him either, regardless of Geeta’s whining about it. Ezio didn’t care what her problem was. And yes, her life was still very difficult from time to…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next “It’s 2019, you know,” Lilith called from around the closet door. “Why are you still listening to stuff that was released in the 1980s?” Caleb shook his head, snorting softly. He rested a hand on the record player. The needle scratched out Fleetwood Mac’s music. She wouldn’t get it. All of the sentimentality between the Vatore siblings had undoubtedly gone to him. “For the memories, mostly,” Caleb answered. She was in the closet looking for something to wear. She’d told him what for, but by now, he’d forgotten. He could ask. “Where are you going again?” “I’m meeting Ines and Ella in the fashion…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next The cat wasn’t getting better, but neither was he getting any worse. With thought and a bit of ingenuity, Ezio built a carpeted tower for the cat. He liked it, spending all of his time lazing on it instead of on the floor. Ezio didn’t know what a cat’s temperature was supposed to be. He didn’t know anything about how to care for a cat. He took to the internet, doing more research on the subject than he’d done for his last term paper in university. Ezio found a variety of posts and advice, and most of it suggested visiting a veterinarian. (That was…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Work never changed. The days were long, and one could viably argue the work itself wasn’t rewarding, either. Ezio found some enjoyment in it, or he wouldn’t have gone for it. It took a lot of effort and time to get into the law programme at the University of Britechester, but he’d managed it, even if barely. Ezio had an apartment of his own, now. He didn’t need anything special, merely a place that he could call his own, away from other people. The Culpepper Apartments in the Spice Market of San Myshuno had become his new home, and Ezio had decided he loved…

Chapter Listing | Next The change was abrupt. The dream Ezio was having was promptly forgotten upon waking, but Ezio hadn’t been expecting to be awoken by Celio shaking him awake. The motion initially confused him, but when he saw that it was Celio, Ezio grumbled under his breath, rolled over, and intended to go back to sleep. “Ezio, no,” Celio said, the urgency in his voice audible even in Ezio’s half-awake state. “Don’t go back to sleep. Get up.” Ezio frowned, and then moved around and sat up. “Celio, what’s wrong?” he asked. Celio was never this jumpy. “I don’t know what Jean did,” Celio answered, gently, but firmly,…