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fandomtownies2010-02-26 08:48 am
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Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday
Price had found the relative quiet of the island actually a little disconcerting. Like being in a near ghost town. It reminded him a little too much of his mission outside Chernobyl.
He could hear Captain MacMillan's voice in his head. 'Fifty thousand people used to live here. Now it's a ghost town...'
But even bad memories couldn't keep the old dog down. He was at work, cleaning his shotgun this week. It was a good shotgun. But he wasn't the type to name his guns. They were guns and that was that. No need in calling them 'Vera' or anything silly like that. That was for loonies.
[ooc: OCD is on spring break itself. Stop in! I will reply to all tags after work.]
He could hear Captain MacMillan's voice in his head. 'Fifty thousand people used to live here. Now it's a ghost town...'
But even bad memories couldn't keep the old dog down. He was at work, cleaning his shotgun this week. It was a good shotgun. But he wasn't the type to name his guns. They were guns and that was that. No need in calling them 'Vera' or anything silly like that. That was for loonies.
[ooc: OCD is on spring break itself. Stop in! I will reply to all tags after work.]