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mayfield_rpg2012-05-23 09:40 pm
stupidsexydate) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-05-23 09:40 pm
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Of Dronings and Post Offices
[1 - 754 Partridge]
[Just another day. Get up, go get dressed and showered, make breakfast for himself, realize Ian is gone... wait, Ian is droned. Damnit!]
Well there goes the pirate ship. Pity, I was actually kind of hoping not to mow the lawn because of that.
[Date wondered just what kind of other surprises this place had for him once he was grabbing the coffee pot and beginning to bang around the kitchen. Noisily, just to drive attention up.]
[2 - Hospital]
[Anyone could find him, working hard at his job. He knew that he enjoyed his work but if he had to deal with Mr. Fredrick's bum knee once more, he'd probably have to shoot himself. But it wasn't bad to be all honest, it was good honest work. Maybe bother him while he's in between patients?]
[3 - Anywhere in Town/Post Office]
[Date's trails had brought him towards the post office again. Why couldn't he get his mind off picking up something for his defence? A birth blaster or a buckle. Something. And yet he really didn't want to lose anything like everyone was warning him about... but it was tempting. Like a lure really.]
[Just another day. Get up, go get dressed and showered, make breakfast for himself, realize Ian is gone... wait, Ian is droned. Damnit!]
Well there goes the pirate ship. Pity, I was actually kind of hoping not to mow the lawn because of that.
[Date wondered just what kind of other surprises this place had for him once he was grabbing the coffee pot and beginning to bang around the kitchen. Noisily, just to drive attention up.]
[2 - Hospital]
[Anyone could find him, working hard at his job. He knew that he enjoyed his work but if he had to deal with Mr. Fredrick's bum knee once more, he'd probably have to shoot himself. But it wasn't bad to be all honest, it was good honest work. Maybe bother him while he's in between patients?]
[3 - Anywhere in Town/Post Office]
[Date's trails had brought him towards the post office again. Why couldn't he get his mind off picking up something for his defence? A birth blaster or a buckle. Something. And yet he really didn't want to lose anything like everyone was warning him about... but it was tempting. Like a lure really.]
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