Mod Journal for St. Margaret's. (saintly_mods) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2015-09-06 00:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | location: duke's diner, npc: hunters (bethany & martin) |
Narrative: On the Move
WHO: --
WHEN: September 6, afternoon
WHERE: Duke’s Diner
NPCs: Bethany, Martin, unknown teenager
“I’m starting to think we’re chasing phantoms.” “I wish it was only phantoms. They’re a lot easier to get rid of.” “You know what I mean.” A teenager waltzed by, headphones on so loud that the man and woman sitting outside Duke’s Diner could make out the lyrics. She didn’t pay him much mind, but he narrowed his eyes, sipping thoughtfully at his coffee. “I know what you mean,” he nodded. “But we’re on the right trail. I can feel it.” “That’s what you always say, and we’ve been searching all summer with nothing but dead ends.” “When have I been wrong, Bethany?” He snapped irritably. Beth rolled her eyes and looked away. There was nothing she could say to that. Martin had been right so far, and she was living proof that his instincts were good. In their profession, the life expectancy wasn’t known to last very long, but the chances went up when they had someone like Martin around. The man could still be insufferable. “It’s here.” The conviction in Martin’s voice made Beth look at him again. “It’s got to be. Maybe even right under our nose.” Suddenly Martin was up and moving and Bethany stood to follow. “What are you… Dammit, Martin.” She dropped some cash for their abandoned coffees and trotted to catch up. Martin followed the teenager around the corner. |