Liam Kincaid (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
firstofitskind) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomtownies2019-04-26 09:43 am
firstofitskind) wrote in fandomtownies2019-04-26 09:43 am
Entry tags:
Trooper Station, Friday
Liam had woken up that morning with a dull throbbing in his palms that radiated up the energy pathways in his arms. By the time he made it in to the Trooper Station, it had progressed to a full-on headache.
Which of course meant that today would be the day that there was some sort of rhythmic drumming in the station coming from... somewhere. So far the Troopers hadn't had any luck tracking it down. On the bright side, Calvin had pointed out, it was only in the main area of the station. The sheriff's office, cells, interrogation room, were all drumbeat-free.
Liam just sighed and went into his office, turning off the light and for once, actually shutting the door. He was still here if anyone needed him, just so long as they knocked lightly.
[ooc: and despite the narrative i am around and in DESPERATE need of entertainment as i run around doing last minute trip prep.]
Which of course meant that today would be the day that there was some sort of rhythmic drumming in the station coming from... somewhere. So far the Troopers hadn't had any luck tracking it down. On the bright side, Calvin had pointed out, it was only in the main area of the station. The sheriff's office, cells, interrogation room, were all drumbeat-free.
Liam just sighed and went into his office, turning off the light and for once, actually shutting the door. He was still here if anyone needed him, just so long as they knocked lightly.
[ooc: and despite the narrative i am around and in DESPERATE need of entertainment as i run around doing last minute trip prep.]