im_a_librarian:

Little more than a year had passed since Dawn Roberts has first joined the Defenders, and it was almost impossible to believe that the time had flown by so quickly, or that so much had happened during that time.  Dying, being bonded to the soul of an Asgardian goddess and wielding her form and powers, helping to protect the universe from a variety of threats, almost dying again, being separated from Asleif, being drafted by Asleif to watch over her siblings (complete with a physical and mystical upgrade), being called in and feeling entirely out of her depth with a council of other mystics, being selected to be Doctor Strange's apprentice and possible eventual successor, eventually having to tell her family everything that had happened to her (including also finding out what her cousin David was one of the X-Men!), picking up a boyfriend in the form of Griffen, getting to see an Asgardian wedding (the parameters of which still baffled her modern world mind), and plenty of other odds and ends that she was probably leaving out.

She was not the frightened young woman who had first showed up on the Defenders' doorstep, convinced she was going out of her mind.  Nor was she the nervous would-be hero who was one panic attack away from total collapse on a good moment.  She definitely wasn't always sure of herself, but it was amazing how far she'd progressed.  Once, the thought of being a super-hero, let alone a mystical protector of Earth, would have been so far out of her ideas of how her life was going to go that she would have laughed had anyone suggested them.  Now, though she could quite easily imagine other paths of life (her old job at one of the LA public libraries looked occasionally tempting still), she harbored no true thoughts of getting off the one she was on.

The past, occasionally, has a way of catching up with you.  Like it had when she'd been out today.  She'd held herself together, but right now... she needed something to take her mind off it.

Waiting for the frozen pizza to cook in the oven wasn't really doing it.

perenawska:

Corey's birthday was easy to remember. Fittingly, it was on Earth Day and Irina and Lyta had been /planning/. Corey was like a little brother to them and they were going to make sure that his birthday was celebrated with a big fuss.

Irina left the catering and party supply part to Lyta. Organization was not one of Irina's strong points, it almost wasn't a point at all. Irina took care of the guests. She had delivered invitations to all of Corey's friends in Westchester and his family in Nova Roma last week with a promise to transport them if they wanted to go. She didn't mind playing taxi for events like this.

Corey wasn't hard to get a gift for, but the kid didn't think much about new clothes or shoes for himself, so in addition to an Ark Irina got him some clothes and shoes. She also got him some shade-grown chocolate bars.

When it was time, she went to fetch the invited guests.

nextgen_misc:

There was a flash of light when each of the West Coast Avengers finished their "game" and they found themselves all together in a maze. Each member found him or herself dressed in medieval style clothing. Other things moved about in the maze, but for right now they were a way off.