Callen, G. (g_callen) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2010-12-27 15:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2010 12, character: g callen, character: sam hanna |
RP: Callen and Sam
Who: G Callen and Sam Hanna
Where: The Base, their house
When: Monday, December 27, 2010 - afternoon
Summary: It's cold. There's snow everywhere. Leaving the house is ill advised.
The base was lost to view because of snow. Or at least it seemed that way to G who had taken one look at the drifts outside that morning and decided no run was worth slogging through that. Very little was worth actually opening the front door, as far as he was concerned. He'd gotten used to warmer climates and a good, crisp fifty degrees sounded just about perfect right about now.
Instead, he'd spent the morning back on the computer doing more research into schools for Savannah so he could get a list of possibilities (complete with tuition and online enrollment deadlines) to Hetty as soon as it was safe to wander outside again. He'd turned the the living room sofa and coffee table into a mini-office for the day, files and laptop spread out, much as he had often done in the office lounge in their reality. A mug of tea sat off to one side, but had their fearless leader and resident tea aficionado been there, she would have bemoaned the cold state of it after having been forgotten by G for a couple hours.
"The influx of tourists in Venice at Christmas makes more sense now," he said, mostly to himself as he waited for forms to download. "Anyone living through more than a day of this flees to warmer climes the next time."