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route_10652015-07-30 04:38 pm
anexcitableboy) wrote in route_10652015-07-30 04:38 pm
A Camping We Will Go....
Who: Jimmy Darling (anexcitableboy) and Wrath (garbagechild).
Where: Mt. Mortar area
When: July 30
Summary: Jimmy and Wrath are camping and looking for fire Pokemon.
Rating: PG-13, some language probably.
Log:
[It's been a long time since Jimmy's done any real camping. He's always sort of camped, living his life in a caravan, but it's not the same as sleeping under the stars. He's got a tarp up and a fire going and a pot over it, fixing up dinner. This was a nice idea, going on a little trip with Wrath. Even if the weather hasn't been exactly the best.]
[This planet's weird as hell, but he's gotta admit, it's treating him pretty well. He misses Eve, and...well, Maggie if he's being honest. But he's got a house and a job and good friends who don't give a shit about his hands. He's not even wearing his gloves, and he leans back and fishes his cigarettes out of his pocket as the smell of stew begins wafting up from the pot. Lenore and Omi are at his feet, the Cubone already beginning to get restless now that the moon's coming up.]
So tomorrow we head in and try and get ourselves some fire guys!
anexcitableboy) and Wrath (garbagechild).Where: Mt. Mortar area
When: July 30
Summary: Jimmy and Wrath are camping and looking for fire Pokemon.
Rating: PG-13, some language probably.
Log:
[It's been a long time since Jimmy's done any real camping. He's always sort of camped, living his life in a caravan, but it's not the same as sleeping under the stars. He's got a tarp up and a fire going and a pot over it, fixing up dinner. This was a nice idea, going on a little trip with Wrath. Even if the weather hasn't been exactly the best.]
[This planet's weird as hell, but he's gotta admit, it's treating him pretty well. He misses Eve, and...well, Maggie if he's being honest. But he's got a house and a job and good friends who don't give a shit about his hands. He's not even wearing his gloves, and he leans back and fishes his cigarettes out of his pocket as the smell of stew begins wafting up from the pot. Lenore and Omi are at his feet, the Cubone already beginning to get restless now that the moon's coming up.]
So tomorrow we head in and try and get ourselves some fire guys!