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elseralogs2013-06-27 10:29 am
crotesque) wrote in elseralogs2013-06-27 10:29 am
[open] the most interesting man in the world.
Who: Will Graham + You
Where: By the river.
When: Summer afternoon.
Summary: Fluff log for meeting people and talking.
Rating: G+
Will is a creature of habit. He likes routine, he likes doing the same things over and over again. He likes to be methodical, practiced. It's a comfort when he's reeling from horrible visions the rest of the time, when he's bombarded with the irrationalities of the world. It's difficult to keep to his habits here, however. He didn't realize how deeply he'd rooted down into that house in Wolf Trap until his roots were pulled up.
So today is a day for habit. He's got a dog a this side, a happy looking shepherd with perky ears and a bandaged paw. He also has a cheap folding chair sinking into the wet earth along the river, a plastic cooler full of beer sweating in the sun. And a fishing pole. Maybe it's a little hot for fishing, but overall he doesn't particularly mind. The sound of the water is enough, and occasionally he lets his hand loll down to the side to ruffle the dog's ears.
Where: By the river.
When: Summer afternoon.
Summary: Fluff log for meeting people and talking.
Rating: G+
Will is a creature of habit. He likes routine, he likes doing the same things over and over again. He likes to be methodical, practiced. It's a comfort when he's reeling from horrible visions the rest of the time, when he's bombarded with the irrationalities of the world. It's difficult to keep to his habits here, however. He didn't realize how deeply he'd rooted down into that house in Wolf Trap until his roots were pulled up.
So today is a day for habit. He's got a dog a this side, a happy looking shepherd with perky ears and a bandaged paw. He also has a cheap folding chair sinking into the wet earth along the river, a plastic cooler full of beer sweating in the sun. And a fishing pole. Maybe it's a little hot for fishing, but overall he doesn't particularly mind. The sound of the water is enough, and occasionally he lets his hand loll down to the side to ruffle the dog's ears.
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John breathes in sharply when Will just pulls out his gun. They aren't exactly common in England and flashing one in public is a good way to get every person in the near vicinity to call the police. He looks around at the path to make sure they aren't being watched before leaning in closer, trying to shield the weapon from view. There's not much he can do for the passersby on the opposite shore, but hopefully they won't being eying the two men and the dog too closely.
"Nice," he offers once these minimal precautions are taken. John's a bit more surreptitious as he draws the electric blue magazine clip for his Sig Sauer P226 from his pocket and shows it briefly to Will. "Whatever it is happens when I load this thing into mine. Bit of a shock when I ran out of bullets the first round. You think yours is the gun whole, though?" He tries to envision how Will might activate that. Just... wanting it?