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ataraxionlogs2014-12-08 07:44 pm
nutsaboutscans) wrote in ataraxionlogs2014-12-08 07:44 pm
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It’s 3 AM, I’m calling in to tell you that without you here; closed
CHARACTERS: Heather Mason and John Kennex
LOCATION: Shooting range, then Heather's room
WARNINGS: None so far, will update if necessary
SUMMARY: Getting some shooting in and then boozing it up to celebrate
[The past few days have been pretty fabulous, and John's expecting this night to be pretty much the same. There's nothing he wants to do more than to just sit back and have some good old fun with his buddy. He's in a t-shirt and jeans, with his shoulder holsters on and his jacket over it, his gun in its holster.
He shows up at the shooting range a little ahead of the time he texted Heather, finding a place to sit and doing so. He really has to thank Heather for her advice. He probably wouldn't have a girlfriend right now if it wasn't for her. He turns on his communcation device to browse the network while he waits, but he ends up with his chin in his hand, staring off into space with a soft smile.]
LOCATION: Shooting range, then Heather's room
WARNINGS: None so far, will update if necessary
SUMMARY: Getting some shooting in and then boozing it up to celebrate
[The past few days have been pretty fabulous, and John's expecting this night to be pretty much the same. There's nothing he wants to do more than to just sit back and have some good old fun with his buddy. He's in a t-shirt and jeans, with his shoulder holsters on and his jacket over it, his gun in its holster.
He shows up at the shooting range a little ahead of the time he texted Heather, finding a place to sit and doing so. He really has to thank Heather for her advice. He probably wouldn't have a girlfriend right now if it wasn't for her. He turns on his communcation device to browse the network while he waits, but he ends up with his chin in his hand, staring off into space with a soft smile.]