waiting: (confess your love your love)
Rick Bradbury ([personal profile] waiting) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowl2020 2013-03-06 03:56 pm (UTC)

I THOUGHT I TAGGED THIS

[ The smoking had been more an educated guess than a certainty, but it was gratifying to see that he'd been right. He passed the lighter with more graciousness than strictly necessary, before shuffling aside to give the other man more room -- and to minimize the risk of bumping his injured shoulder if either of them moved too quickly.

He'd have to get more cigarettes, he thought. With the amount of stress just being here was putting on him, he needed something.

He was too lost in his own thoughts to pay attention to anything Adrian Maskin might be doing with his hands; any scuffling in the kitchen completely slipped his attention, though the odor of burning food would have caught it soon enough, even with the cigarette smoke. ]


Some people would say imports have done enough.

[ He gestured, case in point, at the moon, which was just visible from where they stood. Nobody had every quite gotten around to undoing how it had been defaced.

Nelson was taking a remarkably long time with that food. It was getting to the point that he'd probably go over and make sure he hadn't fallen unconscious in a casserole or something, once he'd finished his cigarette. ]


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