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[bedlamsbard]

Nabbed from minisinoo:

Give me one of my own stories, and a timestamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll tell you want happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.

Hit me. Anything's game. Especially Bardverse, since I'm not writing it anymore.

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[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, I'm limited to only one request?

Um. Um. Oh oh god there are so many that I want to ask. Um, how about the events after Accounted For or (and?) The Calculus of Crime. Because your Flack makes me happy, whether he's talking back to his prof, or showing of his mad math skills :).

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

...I have to go check which stories those are, excuse me. *bustles off* No, shoot, give me as many as you want.

Accounted For (roughly a year later, post-Bloody Sunday: Flack gets back to the lab with the stump of his left hand wrapped in thick bandaging, limping, and with more scars than he'd ever really thought about having as a kid, new and old. Despite the fact he's only been gone a month, there are faces in the lab he's never seen before, alongside the ones he knows. Mac is still gone -- suspended from duty, pending further notice, they all know -- but Danny and Stella are both there, bearing the marks of their war wounds. Adam claps him carefully on the shoulder and Hawkes hands him a cup of the crappy lab coffee -- right, Flack's never dissing on Mac's industrial acid strength coffee again -- and Flack limps over to the office he's sharing with Danny. Someone's been fucking around in there; all his stuff is out of order and he can't find his cache of lemon drops.

Danny spins around in his seat. "Welcome back," he says dourly. "Get this: the department hired three new CSIs. Three." He holds up three fingers in case Flack hasn't gotten the message. "A coupla them right outta school. One of 'em's decent, but the others -- man, I hope Mac fires their asses, provided the brass give him his job back."

Flack is busy trying to find the most recent case files, fumbling around with his stump and nearly spilling the crappy lab coffee on his new tie. "Oh yeah? Who's the good one?"

"Chick name of Zoe Rehkopf, just outta John Jay," Danny says, and passes Flack a file. "Here, check this out. It's a cold case, twenty years outta date, so we haven't missed anything new."

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Yay! I'm glad Zoe got hired :D And Flack didn't even have to put in a good word with Mac to get her the job.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

At this point in time, Mac is in Very Big Trouble. Thus the being suspended from work thing. Now I'm curious about Zoe's reaction to more-or-less invalid (but don't let him hear you say it) Flack.

The others will be up tomorrow, because I have to go practice many instruments and watch TV.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Now I'm curious, too :D.

Take your time. School work is so much more important (as is TV). Wow, I sound like my mother, and that's horrifying.