[What is this? An attempt at making human contact?]

. . .

So. Now what?

[Not much of one, if it is.]

[In the interest of getting exercise, maybe with the thought that it would help the leg somewhat--the doctors did suggest physical therapy, after all--the local recluse has gone walking. And he's ended up on Deck 16.

The general crazy of the deck throws him enough to lead him to try and duck into one of the doors. As Gavin's... sheer lack of luck ( Read more... )

[There's some coughing and choking. The sounds are followed closely by a thud as something heavy hits the floor... and groans. Swearing is heard for a moment, before complete silence.]

What...? What the hell...? Where--

[Scraping sounds-someone attempting to drag themselves to their feet, still coughing.]

Leigh! You idiot, where the hell are you ( Read more... )