Captain Sam Wilson (captcommunist) wrote in thedisplaced, @ 2017-10-30 23:19:00 |
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The lure of the unfiltered sunshine was hard to resist, even knowing that he'd do best to stay out of sight until he had a better handle on what was going on. It had been one of the major drawbacks of Knowhere, the absence of any real weather or climate, temperature too often inadequate and leaving him huddling under a pile of blankets, and Falke suspected that equally it was going to be one of the major positives of— Tumbleweed. Stupid name. And definitely not New York. He'd been out for a fly over the night before and as far as he could tell there was nothing taller than half a dozen storeys, not the sort of place he'd be able to find many nooks and crannies that would serve as good boltholes. Which meant, for now, he was stuck with this apartment, a permanent physical address that people were already asking about, somewhere designed for anyone to be able to reach. Doing something to the door might help, remove it as a possible entrance - he'd already fixed the skylight to open further than the ridiculously stubby little metal bolt allowed. |