Mara Kincaide

( Charlie )

( Meredith )

( Ben )

Out of curiosity, how many shape-shifters (past or present) were hit with this seven?

If I give you two hours at lunch to vote, you'd damn well better vote, not come back toting a pile of bags because you went shopping.

( Jos )

( Dan )

( Ben )

Gunshots hurt like a bitch.

She'd had no personal visitors for which she supposed she was grateful. But when news spread that the zombies were beginning to attack and attack the Arches complex, she grabbed her gun, all the salt from her kitchen and waded in, thanking Jos silently for his training.

Mazikeen had no compunction killing people -- or, in this case, zombies -- when it was needed and she soon found a rhythm in the battle. Shoot their brains off, pour salt in their decapitated head. Shoot. Pour. Shoot. Pour.

She didn't even realize that somewhere in the midst of it all, she'd transformed, become Mazikeen. Half her face was not much of a face at all.

It was no wonder, then, that someone mistook her for one of the zombies. And it was only by the grace of god -- or maybe Tampa -- that they were a bad shot. Pain seared through her arm and she dropped to her knees, figure flicking through several faces before ending on her own. The shooter approached, throwing salt randomly toward her.

"I'm not a zombie, you fucktard!" Mara screamed, hand clamped over the wound. But he was already running back through the crowd.

Mara winced as she was jostled and slowly got back on her feet. Nothing for it, she had to try for the medical center. She rested the gun on her hip, checked how many bullets she had left and took a deep breath. She wouldn't be able to salt and her aim was going to be as bad as the guy who had shot her, but she didn't see any other options.

"Out of my way assholes!" she yelled and waded in again.

( Charlie )

( Chloe )

I think perhaps I lost some clients today.

If one more person says "leggo of my lego" I will strangle them with my tiny, plastic hands. They're perfectly formed for that, after all.

( Meredith )

I've decided I'm going to do something entirely feminine and potentially shocking: I'm going to attend Fashion Week events here in Tampa and St. Pete's. Is anyone else interested?

( Dan )

( Meredith )


( Chloe )

I think it is best for all concerned if I stay at home today.

Dear Tampa --

Thank you for the increase in business; many people seem to have been inspired by the most recent seven. However, I'm not paying you a referral fee.

Dr. Mara Kincaide

Can't type. Too busy laughing.

( Dan )


( Ben )

( Private )


( Endless )

Lilith's leaving hit Mara harder than she'd expected; she cancelled all her appointments for a few days and simply withdrew from the world. She read the journals on the 27th, knew what was happening to other people but was glad she seemed to be untouched; she didn't think she could handle something from either of her pasts showing up right now, no matter how attached to it she used to be.

She buried herself in biker bars, leather, chaos and risky encounters. Forgot herself and the world for awhile until she was ready to face it all again.

I've never really considered myself maternal, but I may have to change my opinion.

( Private )

( Meredith )