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William Kessler [userpic]

Nilbog Island, Monday Night August 8th

August 8th, 2016 (08:56 pm)

Billy was not prepared for this. He'd thought he was. But he was wrong. It didn't help that Ana and Tommy were both inconsolable too.

Annette the Skunk was dead. As best as they could figure she had died of a heart attack that afternoon.

She'd been with Billy since college, and named after one of his best friends in Fandom. It was possible that Annette the human wouldn't have appreciated having a skunk named after her, but Billy had always been prepared to defend his choice, should he, by some miracle run into her again. Mainly it had to do with the fact that both the skunk, and the human had been adorable and sweet.

Nilbog Island had a pet cemetery, but Officer Kelton had advised against burying anything there. So instead, in a coffin made by Helen ("I have many skills"), Billy and his kids were burying the family pet in the back yard, underneath their favorite tree.

And they were crying. But you know, Ninja-like. So it was silent, and unseen crying.

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The Parking Lot, Fandom Island, Saturday Afternoon

May 28th, 2016 (01:32 pm)

"Yes Ana I made it just fine. My memory's not that bad yet. See, I even remembered your cell phone number."

After reassuring his oldest daughter of his safe arrival, Billy leaned against the rental and gazed with fond nostalgia at the town before him. He idly wondered if while he was here he'd forget a couple decades and think he was late for class or something.

The long term side effects of being repeatedly subjected to the Brain Wave Scanner were only now becoming apparent. Eventually, unless a more succesfull treatment could be found, he might need full time care like Storm Shadow, Zartan and the Baroness. But for now he was still mentally competent enough to both drive, and travel on his own. Anastasia was just being overly cautious.

But enough worrying! He was back, and...well who knew if he'd recognize anyone here?

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Nilbog Island, Monday Evening

March 28th, 2016 (05:09 pm)

Anastasia and Tommy were being babysat by Helen, leaving Billy and Gail to enjoy their first official date.

Which had already turned serious.

"I'm dating Helen." Gail told him matter of factly. Despite her tone, she looked worried.

"Oh...uhm. Okay." Wow Billy had seriously misinterpreted what was going on here.

"Does that weird you out?" she asked next.

"What? No!" Billy was almost offended she'd felt the need to ask. He thought she'd know him better than that by now. "I just need to adjust my uhm, expectations is all. I thought..." Well hell may as well toss embarrassment to the wind. "I thought you and I..."

"Oh!" Gail slapped herself on the forehead. "Gods I'm messing this up. No, Billy I meant I'm dating her, but I want to date you as well."

"You...I..." What? "Am I the other guy?" Was he gonna be okay with that? Not if Helen was gonna be babysitting. What did Helen think they were out doing now?

"No she knows! I mean she's okay with it."

"Oh!" Keeping track of his father's moods had been easier than this. "So, you're interested in me, and you're interested in Helen."

"Right."

"Is Helen interested in me?" Billy wasn't sure he could handle that sort of relationship.

"Oh no." Gail laughed. "I mean don't get me wrong, she likes you well enough, but she says you're a bit young for her." She took a deep breath, studying his expression. "So is that okay?"

He thought about it for a moment. And found he had no particular immediate objections.

"Well, I can't guarantee that I won't get jealous," or screw it up some other way, but that had been a concern even with a conventional relationship, "But I like Helen, and the kids love both of you. So, I'm willing to give it a shot if you two are."

Gail heaved a sight of relief. "Great. Now that that's out of the way," and with a swiftness that one would not think an archaeologist would manage, she grabbed him and kissed him.

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Nilbog Island

March 19th, 2016 (11:59 am)

In his own way, Billy felt he was just as ambitious as his father. He didn't want to rule the world of course. But he did want to get his Doctorate and be the best father ever.

Part of that meant that getting his Doctorate was taking a while, because he was also trying to spend as much time as he could with his kids.

"Daddy, Tommy blorked!"

Which was not always as fun as he'd like.

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September 7th, 2015 (09:28 pm)

Just gotta say, I'm getting all legit nostalgic for the old days now, and sad in the same way my character are.

William Kessler [userpic]

The Fandom Docks, Saturday Morning

September 5th, 2015 (10:54 am)

It'd only been a few years since Billy had been back here, but it felt like a lifetime. Ana had only been five, and Tommy a mere infant.

But here they were, returning, not as "refugees" like last time, but tourists. Though did he count as a tourist if he used to live here? Whatever.

Ana gasped as the island came in sight. "Daddy! A castle!! Look!"

"That's Fandom High." Billy told her. "That's where I went to school."

"You went to school in a castle?!"

She excitedly helped secure the boat to it's moorings then almost dragged her little brother up onto the dock.

"C'mon Tommy! I wanna see the castle! Daddy can we go see the castle?"

"Well let's get checked in at the hotel first."

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Nilbog Island, Wednesday

August 5th, 2015 (09:25 pm)

Billy's Sister Jeanie was visiting for a few weeks before starting High School. She'd been looking very pensive the entire visit, and Billy thought it might be due to fearing being a freshman.

Then tonight, she finally said what was bothering her.

"Billy, I...maybe it's too early to tell, I mean, I'm only 14. But...I think I might be gay."

Billy sat silently for a moment, then frowned. "Well that's not fair. Now how am I supposed to be an over-protective brother without coming across as a misogynist?"

Jeanie laughed. "I was hoping that'd be the only problem you had." Then she sobered. "How do you think Mom and Dad will react?"

Billy thought a bit. "Well, you've known dad longer than I have. But I suspect he'd say something similar to me. Do you want me there when you tell them?"

She took a deep breath, then shook her head. "No, but I may have you on skype if that's okay."

"Hey, what are overprotective brothers for?"

William Kessler [userpic]

Off the Coast of Nilbog Island, Saturday Night

July 25th, 2015 (10:31 pm)

Captain's Log:

First Mate Anastasia stood her first watch tonight and managed to stay up the whole time. She's now zonked out in her bunk along with Tommy. I haven't thought of a clever title for him yet. Ana suggested Ship's Cat.

Meditation aside, I'm not one for introspection. But tonight, secretly keeping watch over my watchful daughter, I found myself wondering;

How the hell did I get here?

I'm the son of an international terrorist, and a house wife. I was adopted into a clan of Ninjas, not pirates, so how did I wind up as a Marine Archeologist?

Back in High School all I knew was, I didn't want to follow in my father's footsteps. I'd been surrounded by military types all my life it seemed, be they legit or mercenary. And I just wanted to run as far from that sort of life as I could. That surprised the hell out of my student adviser. She was MI6 I think, and she'd figured I'd go into some variation of the family business.

If I recall correctly, I already had developed an interest in Archeology, or at least history by then. Evie (what was her last name?) had started an Archeology club, and we actually found the wreck of a ship in a cave on Fandom Island. Was that where my interest in Marine History started too?

Except it was still, at that time, just a way of not being a soldier. Something academic. Now that I'm writing all this down, I think it really started when I met my step-father. He's a sailor. The son of a son of a sailor, like Jimmy Buffet sang. He's the one who taught me how to sail, got me into it.

When it came time to look at colleges, I discovered there was a way to combine the two interests.

And here I am. Pursuing a doctorate for God's sake. Doctor William Kessler. That's gonna sound weird.

William Kessler [userpic]

Nilbog Island, Wednesday Night

July 1st, 2015 (09:19 pm)

"Okay, what do you hear?" Billy asked.

"I hear the refrigerator." Ana said immediately. "And the ceiling fan."

"Good, what else?"

Her face scrunched in concentration, brows furrowing under the blindfold. "The creak of your chair when you shift...the...wind?"

"Very good. What's on the table?"

From memory, Ana listed the items on the table, but Billy interrupted her.

"What color is my shirt?"

"Uh..." She frowned. "I don't remember."

Billy smiled. "Don't worry, you're already better than you were last week."

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Nilbog Island, Sunday Night

June 28th, 2015 (11:18 pm)

Billy didn't drink. He wasn't fond of the loss of self control intoxicants tended to bring on. But he did usually have some alcohol around the house in case of company. And he had company more often than he'd expected.

Fairly often Billy, Gail, and Dr. Keillor gathered to compare notes and make plans. And also fairly often, Gail would stick around for a while after the head of the Marine Division headed home.

Tonight she noticed something very odd in Billy's hand. "That's a pre-mixed margarita."

"Yes. Yes it is."

"I don't drink those."

"I know."

"Are you expecting more company?"

"Actually yes, but this is for me. Believe it or not."

"What's the occasion?" Helen asked, climbing the steps to the porch. She'd caught the tail end of the conversation.

Billy took a deep breath, and then a sip of the drink. "Neither of you have asked me any questions regarding what happened here in April. And I appreciate that. But you both got caught in the middle of it, and then you went above and beyond, getting Ana and Tommy's mother out. So..." he took another sip. "I figure I owe you some answers."

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