Bobby Drake (morethanice) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-02-27 00:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dice, {bobby drake, {sam winchester |
To the victor go the spoils!
Who: Bobby Drake and Sam Winchester
What: Matchup and random encounter
Where: in the halls of the train, in a dining car
When: Morning, Monday
Warnings/Ratings: TBD
Status: Closed and Ongoing
At 18, and barely a teenager anymore, Bobby still held true to that truism. He had gone into New York to get some food, some on the shopping lists, and some just for his own ideas. He had stopped a robbery, only to find out that the men were wanted, and he had, several hours later, walked out of a station with a reward. That had led to him going to a market and buying some food. A made in the market pizza, a pack of sodas, ice cold, and a small package of Oreos were today’s breakfast. Totally healthy, and totally exactly what the doctor ordered.
Bobby grinned as he dug in, the pizza taking up a large portion of one table in the car. He knew he wouldn’t be able to finish it, not in one go anyway, and he was willing to share with anyone who came along. He had a tall glass full of soda, the glass chill with frost. That, at least, he could do. He rather liked this whole… learning to use his powers thing. He hoped he could continue it here.
In the meantime, there was pizza, soda, and Oreos to be had, and it was going to be a great day!