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Wed, 01/15/2014 - 8:39pm

Corrie woke up as someone patted her shoulder. She lifted her head off the couch to see her grandmother bent over her, smiling. “I’m heading home,” she said. “I didn’t want to wake you for long, but you should probably go to bed.” She touched Corrie’s cheek. “You’re getting lines in your face from the couch.”

Corrie grunted, then pushed herself upright and gave her grandmother a light hug. “Thanks for a wonderful Winter Solstice, Grandma.”

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Wed, 01/15/2014 - 1:49pm

“Oooh, out of print editions,” Alex chirped happily, pulling out a weathered cardboard box and burrowing into its contents. He and Hershel were exploring one of the local gaming/comic shops in the Lander area, one they hadn’t been to in several months. It was a farther drive than some closer options, plus the limited free-time third year had provided them was often spent either training or, in Hershel’s case, working. Thus, upon finally gaining a free afternoon to do some shopping, they’d walked into a slew of new product that hadn’t been present at their last trip.

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Wed, 01/15/2014 - 1:47pm

“What pleasure do I owe this unexpected and inconvenient visit to?” Nicholas asked. He noticed Mary walking slowly through his living room, taking in the decor with a careful eye. Clearly she was looking for something, or things, yet he had no clue what she might be hoping to spot.

“I was looking for pictures,” Mary stated without prompting. Nicholas blinked in surprise, then mentally adjusted. Understanding one was dealing with a telepath wasn’t the same thing as expecting one’s thoughts to be on open display. He wondered how Nick had gotten used to it.

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Wed, 01/15/2014 - 1:47pm

“What pleasure do I owe this unexpected and inconvenient visit to?” Nicholas asked. He noticed Mary walking slowly through his living room, taking in the decor with a careful eye. Clearly she was looking for something, or things, yet he had no clue what she might be hoping to spot.

“I was looking for pictures,” Mary stated without prompting. Nicholas blinked in surprise, then mentally adjusted. Understanding one was dealing with a telepath wasn’t the same thing as expecting one’s thoughts to be on open display. He wondered how Nick had gotten used to it.

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Wed, 01/15/2014 - 8:09am

Welcome all, to the first iteration of Uncle Drew’s Bookey Time Corner. This is where I spread the love of literature a bit by telling you all about a novel I picked up and really enjoyed. I’ll link the books as well, so if I piqued your interest, I encourage you to go give it a look-see. But first, some guidelines of what to expect:

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Sun, 01/12/2014 - 2:52pm

Dawn exhausted herself on Sunday night trying to create something with earth magic. She went to bed feeling unhappy and disgruntled. She knew that Professor Lal had warned them that magic would probably be harder when they weren’t on campus anymore, but she hadn’t really thought that it would apply to her. And she hadn’t thought it would be quite this hard, either. She’d tried a lot harder than she had on campus.

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Thu, 01/09/2014 - 11:55am

With the first round of trials over, life in the HCP settled back into the strange form of normality that occurred when you had dozens of highly skilled Supers training rigorously. For the junior class, little heed was paid to the outcome of the matches, beyond the personal lessons they’d learned. Training regimes were tweaked, new strategies conceived of, but for most of the class it was just like any other battle they’d endured at Lander: they moved past it almost as soon as it was over. There was one notable exception, however.

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Wed, 01/08/2014 - 11:26am

Edie spent the rest of the night with her family, then went to sleep. She dreamed about candles, but when she woke, all she remembered were vague spots of light.

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Mon, 01/06/2014 - 11:32am

Okay, now from just the title, I know I’ve already lost you. Don’t the words “action hero” and “realism” react like everclear and chocolate milk, instantly rendering both worse for our audacity to combine them? And even if there were some action heroes that at least attempted a vague cast-aside glance at the realm of the possibility, there is no way John Jet-Jumping McClane is among them, let alone at the top.

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Sun, 01/05/2014 - 10:09pm

“So then he said he was going to call the owner—and she told him to go ahead, of course.” Corrie’s grandmother laughed behind her napkin. “I could hear everything that was going on, but I sure wish I could have seen his face when her cell phone went off right in front of him.”

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