Dead zombies litter the ground (at the library -- yes, still)

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

The first wave seems to have subsided. Methos lowers his sword so the tip is touching the ground. Bloody streaks down the outside of his sweater.

Small puddles of flame flare here and there mark charred zombie bodies.

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[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward stared at her in confusion. "Sorry? About what? I'll see him again sometime soon, this is just the longest we've been apart. Since I've been, like..." He thought for a moment. "Okay, ever." He looked faintly amused. "And I don't have to worry about the teasing bit, Al completely holds his own. He's been known to ..." Edward paused, then scowled. "Well, he hung me outside our third-floor window by my ankles once 'cause he was mad at me."

Edward yawned again. "Mmrgh. Sorry, though, but I think I need to catch a nap or something. It's been a very long night."

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

As he finished his sentence, Sakura sighed, sagging visibly. "I misunderstood," she said, smiling. At the mental image of Edward being hung outside a window by his ankles, she promptly started giggling again. "Sounds like he has you under control, then."

When he mentioned needing sleep, she nodded, and sat forward on her hands and knees, crawling around to the other side of the pile of bags and bedding. She pulled a sheet loose and tossed it at him, then pulled another and coiled into it, leaning on one of the bags and closing her eyes.