[The shutters had seemed like a great idea at first. A way to keep the heat in at night when the single window on this little shit-box just didn't cut it. But it wasn't exactly going as planned. He hadn't expected goddamn art but Jesus Christ.
He'd managed to scrounge up some wood and various sundries with a little charm, but as it turned out the quote unquote frame of the window was about as brittle as ice and split with the slightest provocation. He was going to have to put up another fucking support or something to hold the damn things up because the shack itself certainly wasn't going to.
He stepped back, scrubbing at his face with his hand and studying the disaster. Which meant that it was totally quiet when all of a sudden some asshole hit the ice.
Flinching reflexively and turning, hand where his gun would be if it weren't bundled up in his jacket, he tried to figure out what in the Sam Hill was going on. It took him about a second to assess the situation then a second to not believe it.]
Are you goddamn kidding me?
[It was that real weirdo he'd met when he first showed up. Apparently ill-equipped for ice and falling out of the goddamn sky. Unfortunately he was a transport which meant he should probably try to be somewhat responsible for him. Or Cutter would be so very disappointed.]
Stay right goddamn there you damn fool, I'll be right out.
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He'd managed to scrounge up some wood and various sundries with a little charm, but as it turned out the quote unquote frame of the window was about as brittle as ice and split with the slightest provocation. He was going to have to put up another fucking support or something to hold the damn things up because the shack itself certainly wasn't going to.
He stepped back, scrubbing at his face with his hand and studying the disaster. Which meant that it was totally quiet when all of a sudden some asshole hit the ice.
Flinching reflexively and turning, hand where his gun would be if it weren't bundled up in his jacket, he tried to figure out what in the Sam Hill was going on. It took him about a second to assess the situation then a second to not believe it.]
Are you goddamn kidding me?
[It was that real weirdo he'd met when he first showed up. Apparently ill-equipped for ice and falling out of the goddamn sky. Unfortunately he was a transport which meant he should probably try to be somewhat responsible for him. Or Cutter would be so very disappointed.]
Stay right goddamn there you damn fool, I'll be right out.