Brandon Stone (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} takenonames) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} immune_ic,@ 2012-01-04 09:46:00 |
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WHAT: Infiltrating Ellis Island.
WHERE: Starting at the Liberty Island pier, then Ellis Island. Obviously.
WHEN: January 4th, 2019; just after nightfall.
RATING: Undoubtedly medium, for language.
STATUS: In progress.
For the most part, Brandon genuinely felt awful for not telling his sister what was going on. She was already furious with him, after all. They still hadn't really talked since the whole "stupid fake love-letter posted on the intranet" thing, and he suspected that her fury would last even longer.
Okay, no. That suspicion was more of a certainty, especially since he was sitting on the Liberty Island pier, waiting for West and O'Brien to show up. If he survived this crazy endeavor? If he went back to Madison Square and told Leah, Lilah and Kori exactly where he'd been? Well he was fairly certain that his silent treatment from his oldest sister would put cold shoulder to shame. That was okay, more or less. Okay, no it sucked. Brandon had never been a fan of having loved ones mad at him. Other people? Random people? They could fuck off, but the anger of loved ones always sort of worried him.
He'd cross that bridge when he got to it. For now, though... they needed to know what was going on across the stretch of ocean between Liberty and Ellis Islands. He looked out in that direction, curious as to whether he could see anything from here, but there was nothing. Whatever was going on over there—if anything, even—was pretty hush-hush.
To be honest, he could think if infinite worse people to go on this trip with than O'Brien or West. A lot of trust came with the "law enforcement" thing. They'd both been through the paces before the world ended and since? Well, if he was trudging off onto an island full of psychopathic anarchists? He'd rather it be with those two than mostly anyone else (Leah probably would have fallen into that category with them if he wanted her anywhere near this).
He took his gun from his holster and checked it one last time, more of a nervous habit than anything, as he waited for his two companions to get there.