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therewaslife) wrote in
fandomtownies2011-03-27 03:30 pm
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Graveyard | Afternoon | Sunday | March 27
Lurking around in a graveyard on a cloudy, dreary day seemed to fit the typical stereotype Bod had seen in many a movie. The only other thing he needed was a dark trench coat and sunglasses to complete the illusion. Unfortunately, Bod was not up for fitting stereotypes today. His jacket was a light brown and his umbrella was bright pink (he'd thought it better for walking at night).
The ground was wet beneath his boots as he walked along the aisles of tombstones. Occasionally, he'd stopped and said hello to a person or two, guessing them there and going about their day even if he couldn't see them. He'd left flowers on graves that looked untended or lonely and said a few kind words for those that had been gone longest.
Now, he was just standing idly in between two tombstones, looking thoughtful and mellow, at least. Being in a graveyard tended to do that to him. It was sometimes why he didn't want to leave.
[Open place in town so open post if someone's around the graveyard]
The ground was wet beneath his boots as he walked along the aisles of tombstones. Occasionally, he'd stopped and said hello to a person or two, guessing them there and going about their day even if he couldn't see them. He'd left flowers on graves that looked untended or lonely and said a few kind words for those that had been gone longest.
Now, he was just standing idly in between two tombstones, looking thoughtful and mellow, at least. Being in a graveyard tended to do that to him. It was sometimes why he didn't want to leave.
[Open place in town so open post if someone's around the graveyard]
