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Shepherd Derrial Book ([info]i_nevermarried) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2009-07-03 04:05:00

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Entry tags:jake, shepherd book

Supply Run (tag: Jake)
It seemed somewhat ironic to Shepherd Book that a number of things that he needed daily were simply provided by this place where he lived, and yet when he had an emergency the thing he needed most was nowhere to be found. Admittedly, a cut finger wasn’t a true emergency. But it was definitely an annoyance when no bandages could be found.

After stopping the bleeding and determining that it wouldn’t need any trained medical attention, Book decided that perhaps he should take stock of what he had in the parsonage for such supplies and was heartily disappointed to find none. Not even an antibiotic ointment. For a body that liked to think himself prepared, that was a bit of a failing. Best to correct that now before he had a real emergency.

Which meant venturing out into The City. And hoping he could find not only what he needed, but find his way home again. It was always an adventure, and Book planned accordingly, assuming that he’d be out for some time. A short time later as he made his way across the park in search of an apothecary or a general store that would carry such supplies.

Perhaps he should not have been quite so hasty to send young Dr. Tam on his way.



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[info]i_nevermarried
2009-07-28 03:35 am UTC (link)
Book was first confounded and then relieved by the reply from the “cat.” Persian, if he remembered right, was a breed of cat. Fluffy sort of thing. Here he’d been worried that this might not be a joke, but there was confirmation. The outerspace cat was talking about missing a common house cat.

Very amusing. This would make a good story. Once he sorted out exactly what had actually happened.

When the prankster offered lunch, and meeting someone named Jennifer, Book was sure he had another piece of the puzzle. This Jennifer must be one of the pranksters. Or it was a random name. At this point, it was all speculation. But the shepherd wasn’t really willing to drag this joke out any further. He did have things to do with his day.

“That’s a kind offer,” Book replied, “but I think I’ve taken up enough of your time. Have a nice lunch, Jake. I hope we meet again.” If only to have another chance to see this joke up close. But for now, he gave a slight bow of his head before going on his way.

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