http://capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-03-02 11:04 am

The Park [Monday morning]

It had taken Jack a few days to negotiate his release from the insane rodents who'd captured him. They didn't recognize "parley" as a concept...okay, that wasn't true. It'd taken a few days for Jack to figure out how to undo the knots they'd tied him up with (he'd been a little distracted with how squirrels learned to tie knots at all). And now he was sneaking his way stealthily around town.

Through a park.

That had trees.

Where squirrels lived.

This plan could've been better.

[OOC: Open for your insane pirate needs!]

[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Mina was out herself for an early morning stroll. The fresh, crisp air always helped her feel alive.

She was not entirely ready to encounter a scraggly pirate.

[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hide you from what, sir?" Mina said. She was startled, which put her on her guard. However, the man's tone did seem to imply distress as opposed to evil intent.

[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have encountered no such beasts," Mina said. "Some men in desperate need of a bath, perhaps, but no creatures of fur and psychosis."

[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Mina was actually rather pleased someone called her 'good madam'. "Sir, I assure you, that if they do, you are in no danger from them. Creatures of this island seem benevolent, on the whole."

[identity profile] funnyways.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, a drunkard. That explained it entirely.

"How large were these creatures?" Mina asked.

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[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronon had decided to make a circuit of the island in the morning, get back into Fandom after a week of weirdness on a ship.

His hair was still far too shiny.

But at least he had all his weapons back.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
There was someone whispering from under a bench. Yep, Ronon was back in Fandom.

He leaned down to get a look, one hand resting on his gun, eyebrow raised in curiosity.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice hat. You afraid of radio?" Ronon wondered why else someone would hide from the furry rodents.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can't fear what you don't know," Ronon replied, thinking this guy was worse off than he'd been. "The squirrels, they take notes or something."

[identity profile] cautiousfellow.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Indiana was heading into the office wondering what crazy thing might be waiting for him in the library. Hopefully the quiet week would continue and he could get some research done.

[identity profile] cautiousfellow.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Indiana looked over the shrub with a befuddled look on his face.

"Um. Yes? Can I help you?"

[identity profile] cautiousfellow.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Indiana looked around not seeing any in sight. "Noooo," he said pushing the brim of his hat back a little. "I assume you're hiding from them? Did you take away their rum?"

[identity profile] cautiousfellow.livejournal.com 2009-03-02 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh.

"Squirrels kept you captive," Indiana said dryly. "Where'd they keep you? In a tree?"