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exsiliumlogs2013-01-26 05:18 pm
for_guild_justice) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-01-26 05:18 pm
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All colours seem to fade away [Closed]
Date & Time: January 26th - Mid-morning
Location: Abandoned house near outskirts
Characters: Clive, Elza & Viki
Summary: Clive & Elza meet up for a not-date. Viki drops in clearly hoping for a date.
Warnings: Clive is a grump.
Clive had arrived at the abandoned house that Elza had told him would be suitable for their needs when it came to bullet making and assembly. He had come early to set up his tools and to drag wood inside for some hope that it would dry out near the fire that he would start with actual dry stuff. He wasn't certain how many bullets Elza needed, but his own supply was dwindling a bit, especially with word of a new mission coming up. He hadn't decided if he would go, but he felt it best to be prepared regardless.
Emerging from the small house again, he stood under the eves to avoid the rain but stared towards the road where he suspected that Elza would come from. He remained fully armed, unwilling to let his guard down for the time being with the door to the place hanging open and the occasional person moving around.
Folding his arms across his chest, he leaned against the wall, feeling the familiar coldness of Sturm down his back. It was only when he suspected that he caught sight of Elza that he pushed off and pulled up his hood, stepping out into the rain to be plainly obvious even to the dullest of gazes.
Location: Abandoned house near outskirts
Characters: Clive, Elza & Viki
Summary: Clive & Elza meet up for a not-date. Viki drops in clearly hoping for a date.
Warnings: Clive is a grump.
Clive had arrived at the abandoned house that Elza had told him would be suitable for their needs when it came to bullet making and assembly. He had come early to set up his tools and to drag wood inside for some hope that it would dry out near the fire that he would start with actual dry stuff. He wasn't certain how many bullets Elza needed, but his own supply was dwindling a bit, especially with word of a new mission coming up. He hadn't decided if he would go, but he felt it best to be prepared regardless.
Emerging from the small house again, he stood under the eves to avoid the rain but stared towards the road where he suspected that Elza would come from. He remained fully armed, unwilling to let his guard down for the time being with the door to the place hanging open and the occasional person moving around.
Folding his arms across his chest, he leaned against the wall, feeling the familiar coldness of Sturm down his back. It was only when he suspected that he caught sight of Elza that he pushed off and pulled up his hood, stepping out into the rain to be plainly obvious even to the dullest of gazes.
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His eyes narrowed subtly at the assurances not to worry, and he growled softly. "It seems defective as usual if you randomly fall out of the sky," he pointed out. "Did you set up the mirror around here?"