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The Lighthouse, Wednesday May 27

Murdock was at the lighthouse fairly early, not too long after dawn, actually. He hadn't slept too well and finally figured he might as well get up and do something.

Now that he'd gotten the wires traced out, he needed to replace them. They might be good, but he wasn't willing to risk that hundred year old (or older, really he had no idea) wiring could withstand a power surge.

And around here, there were plenty of things liable to cause a massive electric charge. Unwelcome island guests, for instance.

So today, the inside of the tower looked like jungle city, with wires dangling from the light room at the top all the way down to the bottom as he worked at replacing the old wires one by one.

And yes, of course he'd cut the main power to the tower. He was crazy, not stupid after all.

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[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-27 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Tully meanwhile worked on the foghorn and bell. It could be done while sitting down after all.

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-27 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
The thing about wire strippers? They were kind of sharp.

"OW! God dang it..." The rest faded off to muttering.

If anyone poked their head in, they'd find Murdock sucking on one of his finger.

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-27 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Tully got his crutches and hobbled out of the foghorn/bell shack. "Hey Murdock you okay?" he called out, heading for the tower.

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-27 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yah," he hollered back. "I just cut my finger is all. Stings like a cuss."

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
He looked at his finger and decided it didn't need stiches. The bleeding was stopping already.

"Maybe a band-aid," he said, wandering to where Tully was. Didn't want to make him hobble around when he didn't have to.

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I've got the first aid kit in the shed just now." Tully told him. "C'mon."

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded and set to follow Tully to the shed. It was actually kind of embarrassing that he'd managed to cut himself. With a wire stripper no less.

Talk about a blow to the ego.

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
It could happen to the best of us. Tully handed him the first aid kit. "I think I should be able to get either the foghorn or the bell ready to go by the end of the week."

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"That'd be cool dude!" he replied, digging around in the kit for a band-aid. "Think you could give it a test run then?"

And wake up half the island in the process, probably.

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Tully grinned mischievously. "Oh I think so."

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Just let me know when you plan on doing it," he grinned back. "I wanna be here for that."

"Aha!" he pulled out the right size band-aid and stuck on it the tip of his pinky finger. "Dang, that still stings"

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe you should wear gloves."

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Or I should just pay more attention to what I'm doin'," he smirked. It was possible the cut had happened because somebody was busy daydreaming.

[identity profile] crazypilotman.livejournal.com 2009-05-28 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckled, "Yah, guess I was a little distracted."
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