http://cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-12-06 12:28 am
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The Lighthouse, Late Saturday Morning

Tully trundled back to the house from the tower, scowling as usual. The house, though he'd lived in it for years looked like it had been abandoned for twice that long.

There was an ominous "NO TRESPASSING" sign at the bottom of the drive.

Some say the place is haunted. Tully's not telling.
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[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Moving with the silence of the dead (or a ninja), Kessler came up on Tully's blind side.

"Hello Tully."

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Tully cried out, and spun.

"Y-y-you-"

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
"M-m-me." he mocked. "What's the matter Tully? Did you think I was," Dramatic pause. "Dead?"

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"What are you doing here William? What do you want?"

[identity profile] l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh I think you know exactly what I want Tully. I think you know very well."

[identity profile] cowboy-sailor.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Tully turned away from William towards the camera and cue cards. Or possibly teleprompter, so the man wouldn't be able to see his furtive expression.

"I tell you I don't know what you're talking about."
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