Myron (onthe_wagon) wrote in welcomethreads, @ 2014-06-23 11:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | bilbo baggins, john mitchell |
Who: Mitchell and OPEN.
What: Mitchell's goes on a newspaper chase…
When: Backdated to Sunday afternoon.
Where: The park.
Warnings: None yet.
Status: Open/Incomplete.
Mitchell had found a space on a park bench, a conveniently situated tree providing some welcome shade as he read though the front page of a newspaper that had been left behind by another walker. It was just his luck to be moved from cloudy, rainy Wales to somewhere that seemed to be slap bang at the beginning of summer. The Vampy part of him was feeling mildly picked on. Still, Mitchell had dealt with sunny days before, and hid behind his turned up collar, hat and sunglasses. Hopefully he’d avoid becoming some kind of walking sun cream advert.
It was odd, this place, he thought as he flicked open the paper. It was like it was real. Which it was, obviously. Unless he was having some kind of severe mental breakdown, but the fact that everyone was acting like it was all normal - that was the strange thing. Mitchell had seen a lot of very strange things in his time - he had a lot of time to see them in, after all - but this was completely insane.
Suddenly, there was a gust of air as a breeze battled its way through the park. Mitchell's hands curled in his fingerless gloves, and his grip on the paper vanished. Along with the paper itself, which went cartwheeling across the park, spinning off over the green of the grass.
The Irishman swore under his breath, and went pelting after it.