Matt Castle Doesn't Sleep; He Waits (ex_gunman408) wrote in gen_m_logs, @ 2008-06-30 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | matt castle, richard fisk |
Log: Matt and +OPEN+
WHO: Matt Castle and YOU?
WHAT: How'd he get here? When did he get here? And what's he watching on TV?
WHERE: in the faculty lounge, now that he's faculty.
WHEN: About now.
There was no fanfare, no announcements over the journal system, no move-in day, not a word. One day, there was just a new lock on room 207 of the faculty building and a dark haired man on the couch, sipping at a cup of tea and watching the evening news. He had spoken with Emma and Sean earlier in the day and the arrangements were made for his services, so by the time things were in order, it was the end of the day and Matt told them he'd be in the process of winding down for the day.
Dressed loosely in a solid scheme of black, a bowl of rice sat in his lap with a pair of chopsticks resting across it as his dark eyes never left the screen. Apparently there had been some violence last night in Midtown that investigators weren't able to pinpoint. Matt Castle just smiled and ate his rice.