At the end of 2022, the Familiars were neutralized, the transgenics and transhumans were hiding (mostly) safely in Terminal City, and there was no more virus to keep Max and I from locking ourselves in our apartment while we made good on a couple year's worth of promises.
But it's been a while now and Max is... busy. There's a city still getting used to their genetically engineered cousins and, as much help as I've offered, I'm getting the feeling they'd rather figure this out themselves, Max included. If there's anything I've learned, it's that an X5 needs her space sometimes, and hell if I'm screwing things up now by hanging from her coattails.
So, I'm headed to Fandom, to teach. I hear it's kind of like Seattle nowadays, only moreso. Could be fun - I'm almost definitely sure it'll be interesting.
[This is a character journal for fandomhigh. I am not James Cameron, Michael Weatherly, or, surprisingly enough, Logan Cale - just having fun with the pretty.]