frederick "gallant" crawford

Slipping quietly into her beachside house, Zora felt a chill run up her spine at how eerily quiet it was, and at how clinical it smelled. She had not been back home since that fateful evening. Though she now guessed that Felen or her grandfather must have hired someone to clean up afterward -...

Frederick hadn't been many places. He didn't have free reign, and he couldn't say he was at liberty. But he had some amount of freedom, and he opted to get to Morning Glory a few minutes early. He bought himself coffee, considered the food options, and then decided it was proabbly better to...

Frederick did not get visitors. Of all the parts of being on the islets, that was by far his least favorite. In Halcyon, it would have been unthinkable, but here? He was a pariah. He recognized that, and he hated every second. News of what had happened with Godfrey had spread to those who'd...

Broen was not at all looking forward to this. He had a knot in his stomach worse than anything and he felt like at any minute he was going to vomit and pass out. He didn't want to do this, but he knew he didn't have a lot of choice. Jude was with him, at least. That was one point of contact...

Zora walked towards the apartment complex, where supposedly the people from Halcyon were been lodged, with Jude and Broen. She was glad to have the two accompanying her, during the rather short walk from the cafe where they had been, to the park where they'd wait for her. From there, Zora...

Frederick was tired, and he no doubt looked it. Despite putting the usual amount of care into his appearance as he always did, there were bags under his eyes and a general air of exhaustion around him. He was very, very tired. He'd picked a booth in the corner of the restaurant, asked for...

After his rather unfortunate discussion at the festival, Frederick had stepped back. There had to be a plan, and he hadn't had one to start. He hadn't even known he needed a plan. He hadn't even known Godfrey was alive. He'd thought he'd died along with Zantibayra, and his appearance on the...

He knew it was him. For a while, he'd assumed it was one of the Genovese--either Angelo or Basilio--but neither had quite made sense. Basilio didn't operate like that, and Angelo... well, Angelo was supposed to be a goody two shoes, the kind of person who'd never think about leaving threatening...

If Gallant was going to the community center, it was almost inevitable that Jude was going to run into him at some point or another. Realistically speaking, it was the better of two options. Better, because it meant that if Jude was running into him, that meant Broen wasn't. He was still...

There had been a lot of effort, but not a lot of time. The end of the world meant the evacuation was on a tight schedule, and Manta Carlos had pulled out all the stops. They'd found a beach with road access, abandoned due to the lateness of the season, and then they'd cleared space. They had...