saintofpeace (saintofpeace) wrote in priceofpeace, @ 2012-04-10 03:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | *bridget reese, *richard franklin, clarity, thread |
Who: Richard and Bridget
Where: Hacker HQ, will be more specific soon
When: Monday Afternoon
Rating: Low with likelly language warnings.
He had put off doing it for as long as he could justify. It wasn’t something he had looked forward to doing as it. As once it was done, that meant he really had given up on his former life. It wasn’t something that he wanted to admit was over. But, after a week in the little city, and a couple of months on the road and away from New Portland, he had to admit that it was. He had to take that step and make sure that it was all done and over. Or at the very least that he wasn’t a danger to those around him because of some silly nostalgia.
So, the scribe, one of the few things he had still in his possession, needed to get worked on. And, to that end, he went toward the location where he knew where one of the hackers was. She had just gotten into town herself, so would likely understand just how he felt, though he wasn’t going to bring that up. He had a need and she had the skills, that should be enough for the moment.
When he got to the location, he knocked on door and just leaned against the door and waited for her to either answer it or call out to enter.