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Tweak says, "A-always. T____T"

Stephen Hart (ikickdinosaurs) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-10-28 21:42:00

Entry tags:

*log, annie sawyer, stephen hart

WHO: Stephen, open
WHAT: Stephen needs to get out more.
WHEN: Thursday afternoon
WHERE: Outside in general - Stephen's going for a run.
RATING: TBC
STATUS: In progress

There were no zombies. There weren't any dinosaurs. No sudden boats, no truth-compulsions, no genderswitching, nothing that wanted to eat him or make him do things or act strangely. As far as Stephen could tell, there was nothing happening.

This was fantastic. Possibly the closest this place ever got to a holiday, really. The more he thought about it, the more he realised this was most likely the calm before some fucking awful... thing happened. An invasion of clowns or everyone turning into their least favourite animal or (please no) everyone's nightmares coming alive and taking over, or something like that. So he was going to make the most of it.

Stephen was going for a run.

Sure, he'd been to the supermarket since the zombies had left (and bumped into the old guy he'd shot... Gerry? and that was weird, but he got over it. He'd shot plenty of zombies, but Gerry was the only one he knew he'd known pre-zombies) but this was just him going out because he wanted to. He got changed into some comfy running gear, left a note for Nick in the kitchen, and then headed out for a decent run. Ten miles, maybe? Sounded good.

He wasn't even a mile into the run before he'd pushed his sleeves up past his elbows, exposing some of his scars to the light. It was a show of how much he was enjoying the run, that he hadn't even thought about it. Perhaps he was making some progress after all. Huh.

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closedthedoor
2010-11-01 12:48 am UTC (link)

Being in Colligo was actually an improvement for Annie. She wasn't whereever she'd feared ending up after being dragged through that door to death. All right, she wasn't in her house anymore, and there appeared to be occasional zombie plagues, but it wasn't hell. And she had George and Mitchell - Mitchell who appeared to be tentatively in a relationship, and didn't show signs of trying to kill her anytime soon.

Currently she was perched on a park bench, watching people as they passed. She hadn't spoken to anyone yet, but when a young man who'd been running slowed gradually and stopped in front of her and started doing some stretches, she smiled at him. "Nice day for it, yeah?" Could he see her? That was always the question. Even when she was feeling more visible it didn't necessarily mean she was.

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ikickdinosaurs
2010-11-02 08:31 pm UTC (link)

He paused as he went to put his foot up on the bench and looked round at the girl sitting there. Weird. He could have sworn the bench was empty as he approached. Huh, whatever. He smiled and nodded at her, then stood up straight and ran his hands through his hair, making it stick up in all directions.

"Yeah, it's a good day for running, especially now that things have calmed down... you, uh. You're not from here, are you?" He'd know soon enough, he supposed. Most people tended to ignore questions like that. Not that he asked many people, of course, but hey, she had an English accent! It didn't seem like too much of a stretch of the imagination to guess that meant she'd arrived here via the library as well, given that the whole place seemed American.

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	closedthedoor 2010-11-08 03:15 am UTC (link)
	He was English and he could see her. Result! "No, I'm definitely not. You too?" Annie grinned, trying to be cool. It never worked but it was still worth a shot. "I'm a long way from home, obviously. How long have you been here?" That hair of his was ridiculous. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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