http://dust-to-order.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dust-to-order.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2007-07-01 02:57 pm

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Sooraya's there.

Mostly!

She's got a glass of root beer, and a box holding something that wants out.
NOW, please. It's alternatively hissing and mewing at her. (the box, not the root beer. Around here, you never know.)

[identity profile] puppycatcher.livejournal.com 2007-07-01 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"My instructor was talkin' out of his ass, but it's true, "...You gotta watch the animals and how they behave on the rooftop, cause that's how you're supposed to be. Quiet enough to make sure nobody knows you're there...but able to deal some damage if provoked."

He shakes his head, "Sorry, petting animals is supposed to relieve stress and I may need to leap back through my door and kill a bunch of zombies."


[identity profile] puppycatcher.livejournal.com 2007-07-02 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm a sniper ma'am." There's a note of pride in his voice, "...We're alone as a rule. 'course it's usually shit, but-"

He shrugs just as the cat's paws catch his hands, "...Catchin' your enemy with his fuckin' guard down's not fair."

[identity profile] puppycatcher.livejournal.com 2007-07-04 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Assigned." Doyle shakes his head, "...'m not really one to follow general orders, March in line like a bunch of tickey-tacky houses and such."

He shakes his head, "...It's easier to make a mistake in this position too."

[identity profile] puppycatcher.livejournal.com 2007-07-06 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yes!

"...No?" Doyle looks confused, "Don't think I do. Flynn might, but Flynn knows people. Why?"

If he's from his world, he might just freak.