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fandomtownies2009-08-29 07:46 am
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The Park - Friday
Even after all this time, it was amazing that Murdock's belongings fit into two duffle bags. Or mostly fit. He wasn't counting the few boxes the truck had handwavily picked up earlier. What he had now were the things he didn't trust to other people. Like the laptop. And Socky the sock puppet.
Waiting for the cab was the hardest part. A game of fetch kept Houston occupied while Murdock occasionally snapped pictures of Fandom with the disposable camera he'd picked up.
(ooc: Murdock's last post in town. he'll be doing ex-pat though. open to any and all that want to say goodbye. open forever, late tags and sp welcome!)
Waiting for the cab was the hardest part. A game of fetch kept Houston occupied while Murdock occasionally snapped pictures of Fandom with the disposable camera he'd picked up.
(ooc: Murdock's last post in town. he'll be doing ex-pat though. open to any and all that want to say goodbye. open forever, late tags and sp welcome!)

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Houston wandered over, not too close though, stretching his nose out to sniff at the horse.
"So this must be Mr. Twain."
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"This is the famous Mr. Twain." Tully nodded, dismounting. "How are you Houston?"
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"I reckon that's a 'good, how're you?'," Murdock chuckled. "Just out for a ride?"
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He idly tossed the stick and Houston gave chase.
"Headin' out today," he said, almost idly.
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Murdock fished around in a jacket pocket and pulled out a small notepad and pen. He scribbled down an address and tore the page off, handing it to Tully.
"Going to Langley instead of LA. A bit closer in distance, not so much in time."
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Because that's where Stockwell had stashed the team.
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He smirked a bit. "Annnnd what about dates? Got any more of those in the works?"
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What? He could totally go for trying to be matchmaker.
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It was right at this time when a cab pulled up.
"Looks like my ride. Take it easy, man."
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