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Day 345 It’s Mimi and Dre’s anniversary. And, boy, has she been letting everyone know about it. Currently, she’s in her room, whining, and eating more cake and ice cream than a normal human should. I mean I get it. I can imagine that it’s probably gotta suck being in a totally different dimension than your forever cuddle buddy on the day you became cuddle buddies forever. But she’s acting like she’s the only one who has people or things they’ve been missing. Does she know how long I’ve been craving a Big Mac?! Miikka says I’ve gotta cut her some slack, that she loves Dre dearly and wis

Miikka sighed, and sat down to take a quick breath. It had been a long day, and he was starting to get tired of walking. To be quite honest, though, EVERY day since they’d arrived at the archipelago had been long. But he had a lot of work to do. He just wished, though, that his teammates would stop being the reason for the work. He expected there to be some issues. Jonah’s apathy could easily be mistaken for anger. And Misae, well…no matter how hard she tried, she ticked people off. He swore, sometimes, that it was done on purpose. But he didn’t expect anything of the magnitude that they were experiencing. No one exp

 Taylor whistled loudly. “DAY-UM, Pekkanen! I figured your family had money, but this place is HUGE.” Misae gave him a look. “His Dad had a 15-year NHL career, AND he’s one of the coaches for the University of Denver. Of course, he’s going to have money.” She looked over at Miikka, and frowned. “Sorry.” Miikka shrugged. “I’m used to it.” “Where can we put our stuff?” Jonah set down his guitar case, adjusted the bags hanging on his shoulder, and picked the case back up. “This guitar’s starting to get heavy.” Taylor, on the other hand, made him

Senshi Name: (Soldier) Phoebus Civlian Name: Miikka Pekkanen Senshi of: Wood Member since: 5-Oct-17 Another night, and another vision. By this time, Miikka had been used to having them. He’d better, seeing as he’d had them for about six years now. However, this one frightened him more than any of them. Most of his visions had a hint of hope to them. This one, though, had a deep air of gloom about it. There was no way that he could prevent the cathedral from being destroyed. There was no way he could stop the large number of people in the building from being injured, or worse. And, there was no way that he could console all of th

Senshi Name: (Soldier) Hyperion Civilian Name: Jonah Fisk Senshi Of: Condensation Member Since: 5-Oct-17 “Peters...passes it up to Cline, who sails it forward to LaFleur...who is JUST offsides! Play is stopped with 11:23 remaining in the third period.” “Come on, Mimi! You know better than that!” Even though he would have claimed to have the hockey game on as “just background noise” while he studied, Jonah was a lot more vested in it than he’d admit. The men’s team was uncharacteristically bad the past season, and had not made it out of the first round of their conference playoffs. The women&#

Senshi Name: Sailor Solaris Civilian Name: Misae La Fleur Senshi Of: Wave energy Member Since: 5-Oct-17 “You sure you’re going to be okay?” Misae rolled her eyes, and huffed. “Yes, Dré! I’ll be fine. You act like this is the first time I’ve been alone!” André sighed softly: so softly, in fact, that it wasn’t audible. “Do not roll your eyes at me.” “How do you…?” "I have my ways. And I'm sorry, Mon Petit Soleil. I just worry that something will happen while I'm on a road trip. They have not attacked in a while, you know?” “André Phill