Martouf/Lantash (tokramartouf) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2022-06-06 10:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, lisa braeden (thereforhim), ~2022 june, ~~martouf (tokramartouf) |
WHO: Martouf and OPEN
WHAT: Breakfast
WHEN: Monday morning
WHERE: Horst's Little Bakery Haus
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Martouf had never guessed that he would be in Madison Valley this long. More than that, he had never guessed that he might come to like it here. It was peaceful, which was something he had really known in the more than hundred years that he had lived. There were no Goa'uld. He did not have to destroy his home and move every few years...or months. He didn't have to worry about people he cared about dying on missions. Yes, he couldn't leave, and that did bother him, but it almost seemed fair payment for the peace he'd found here. Not that weird things didn't happen, of course, but so far as he knew, nobody had actually died since he arrived. And that was perfectly fine with him.
He'd gotten up early and gone to the target range - something he did daily, just in case he was sent back. He wasn't going to lose his skill with weapons - he'd only end up dead if he did that. Afterwards, he made his way to Horst's Little Bakery Haus and ordered biscuits and gravy, coffee, and a donut, and took a seat as he pulled out his phone to peruse the network.