Freedom College, Harbridge Dorm Common Room Monday, December 1, 2014 3:59 AM Thanksgiving had come and gone, finals season was on the horizon, and no one was forgiving. There weren't many finals coming Eliza's way - half her classes were working on the idea of term papers and final presentations. But the other half did have some sort of exam component to the home stretch, and she wanted to be ready. And something about the encounter with the muggers on the night's patrol had left her wired and
Richard stared at the monsters summoned by Silver Scream, realizing instantly they must be drawn from the depths of television's most horrific creatures. I have no idea what any of these things are. "Hey, rube!" Fast-Forward called, zipping around the room in a blur of motion. "Yeah you, zombie spaceman!" He punched the guy in the face, hard enough he felt the suit's faceplate crack under his fist. "You look like something Sigourney Weaver fights in a tank-top!" And with that, he zipped around