http://nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2014-06-26 06:34 pm
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Freedom Arms, Thursday

The shop was clean.

This made Ron somewhat uneasy.

To solve that problem, he'd bought three of the biggest egg and bacon bagels he had managed to find. There were now bits of bacon in his mustache. He was now at ease.

He needed more bacon, but he'd solve that later.

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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-26 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Herc entered the shop, Max at his side, and, upon seeing Ron, greeted him with a nod and a, "Hello there. Is the dog all right? He won't bother anything."

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-26 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"As long as he doesn't touch anything," Ron said, peering up at Herc from over his bacon-soaked mustache. "How can I help you?"
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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-26 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, he knows better," Herc assured him. Max barked once, like he was agreeing. "Hansen," he introduced himself, "Herc Hansen. I was wondering if you might be hiring? I need something to do with myself for a bit, while I'm not teaching." Since 'go back to Hong Kong and do paperwork and argue with people' was still something he was avoiding strenuously.

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-26 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"My name," Ron said, leaving a pause there for no identifiable reason, "Is Ron Swanson. And I am hiring."

What? The man had asked for an answer, he got one.
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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-26 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right, then," Herc said, because look, he'd worked with weirder, "How can I persuade you to hire me?"

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-26 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ron thought about it for a moment. "Do you have any previous experience working with firearms?" he asked.
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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-26 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course," Herc told him. "I used to be in the Air Force, and then--" most people had an air force, of some kind, but to explain the PPDC, he went with, "--sort of a militia." A militia with giant robots.

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-26 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Ron observed him as he spoke, looking for... god knows what. "Okay," he said. "Are you planning to steal anything from the shop?"

Also an important question.
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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-26 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"It hadn't occurred to me," Herc told him, because it really hadn't.

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-27 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Then you're hired," Ron said. "Thursdays are open. If you need to discard excess stock, there's a room we don't use in the back."

It had been a 'meditation' room. Hippie crap.
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[personal profile] jaegerbombdad 2014-06-27 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Thursdays work fine," Herc agreed, offering his hand to shake on it. "I appreciate it."

[identity profile] nomeatvirgin.livejournal.com 2014-06-27 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Ron eyed Herc's hand.

Then he shook it. "Just work hard, son," he said. "Congratulations and welcome back to the world of gainful employment."
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