Infection

Dec 21, 2011 22:58

Who: Sarah Connor and Narvin and then unNarvin
What: another one bites the dust gets possessed
Where: the CES
When: nowish
Warnings: mindrape, possibly Sarah's language



Narvin had avoided the CES for over a month, ever since the false Admiral had dumped him there in the middle of an impending cyclone with Kay in a coma. That had quite thoroughly killed his desire to be anywhere near nature for a while. But it was the only secure and open space available for shooting practice. And with his temper feeling shorter than usual of late, and his desire to do real violence on those who irritate him growing, he thought it was past time to try Parker's other remedy for feelings of violence and bloodlust.

He was hoping for some open and desolate landscape, a rocky desert with jagged boulders for target practice. Instead he walked into a Mediterranean winter. A cold, misty wind blew off a grey ocean, rustling bent and twisted cypress trees. His lip curled in displeasure. The poor visibility would be hellish for his aim, but he would take what he was given.

sarah connor, narvin

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