PPDC Marshal Stacker Pentecost (
neverbelievedintheend) wrote in
milliways_bar2013-08-27 03:28 pm
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This was supposed to be the corridor between the Kwoon Combat Room and the men's locker room.
It is not.
Pentecost sighs, a faint sound of irritation just barely audible over the noises of Bar, and looks around for somewhere to set his practice gear down. Ideally, he'd like to find somewhere to practice, but this place hasn't quite struck him as a potential location for that kind of work yet.
It is not.
Pentecost sighs, a faint sound of irritation just barely audible over the noises of Bar, and looks around for somewhere to set his practice gear down. Ideally, he'd like to find somewhere to practice, but this place hasn't quite struck him as a potential location for that kind of work yet.

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Consistency of form depends on having a body strong enough to maintain evenness of action, after all.
"I don'[t imagine this place has any kind of indoor facilities?"
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He's not, and hasn't ever been, a particularly sentimental man. But small children do tend to catch the eye.
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"Hiih!" says Hope, waving a chubby hand at Stacker.
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He glances over at Alyx.
"I hope I'm not disturbing anything."
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(Alyx would be doing the actual reading, of course. Hope isn't that advanced for her age.)
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(He's not trying to be rude, but he was operating on a schedule, and he prefers to keep consistency in his daily affairs where he can.)