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fandomtownies2010-10-03 08:49 pm
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The Beach, Sunday Night
Price and Soap stood at the edge of the water, prepping a small boat for travel. They had a rendezvous with a submarine that Nikolai had commandeered later that night. The dark waters were precisely what they needed.
"There," Soap said, the last of the prep work done. "Ready to shove off, captain?"
Price looked back in at the island. "Just one more minute," he said. He'd called a few people before he'd headed to the beach. Last chance to say goodbye, really. He hoped they'd come.
[ooc: If you think Price would have called, he did. This is his last post.]
"There," Soap said, the last of the prep work done. "Ready to shove off, captain?"
Price looked back in at the island. "Just one more minute," he said. He'd called a few people before he'd headed to the beach. Last chance to say goodbye, really. He hoped they'd come.
[ooc: If you think Price would have called, he did. This is his last post.]