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Monday, July 19th, 2010
| Time |
Event |
| 4:47p |
information (for azrael and sookie)
... but why ask for directions when this place had signs up all over? The Inn had a big sign that said Wolf's Head Inn. All the streets were marked. The grocery store had a big sign that said GROCERIES. Dean just didn't see the point.
Despite walking around with an angel he didn't know following him, Dean was feeling a little better about the situation, just then. This was not yet different from any other job he'd worked on... except that he was alone.
And Dean really did not like being alone.
He stopped outside of the library, hoping it was open and he wasn't going to have to break in. It looked empty, but open.
"This," he said somewhat condescendingly, "is where they keep the computers." A pause. "I hope."
He looked over his shoulder at Azrael to be sure he was still there. And he was, creepy as ever.
"I seriously hope I don't have to explain the internet," he said, holding the glass door open. | | 10:50p |
There were a lot of things Cam missed about Colorado Springs, and the gym was definitely one of them. He felt itchy without being able to work out with his equipment, without being able to spar with Teal'c or hit the basketball court, even the shooting range... he wasn't sure if it was his brain playing tricks on him or not but he felt like he was getting rusty, and it bugged him.
He did what he could, though, and running was one of those things. The weather was always perfect, conditions always ideal, and he pushed himself harder because of it. He wanted some discomfort, some pain, found himself wishing he'd step out one day to a thunderstorm or stifling heat or something besides the cloying perfection that was this place.
(For Vala) |
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