Reid/Kung Lao Thread
WHO: Spencer Reid and Kung Lao-- OPEN
WHERE: Dining Hall
WHEN: After this thread
WARNINGS: None
Spencer Reid sat, as promised, by the door. In front of him was a sandwich and coke, that he nursed as he thumbed through a thick sci-fi novel. Kung Lao had said he'd only be a few minutes, but that still afforded the fast-reading profiler the time to plow through a few chapters. He took a swig of the soda and turned the page.
"The planet was desolate and the captain didn't know what to make of it. Just as the Ionian Prophetess had predicted, an ebony doorway of polished basalt poked its way up from the surface bed. Grantore approached the portal, reaching for the handle-"
Reid glanced up, feeling as though someone else had entered the room.
WHERE: Dining Hall
WHEN: After this thread
WARNINGS: None
Spencer Reid sat, as promised, by the door. In front of him was a sandwich and coke, that he nursed as he thumbed through a thick sci-fi novel. Kung Lao had said he'd only be a few minutes, but that still afforded the fast-reading profiler the time to plow through a few chapters. He took a swig of the soda and turned the page.
"The planet was desolate and the captain didn't know what to make of it. Just as the Ionian Prophetess had predicted, an ebony doorway of polished basalt poked its way up from the surface bed. Grantore approached the portal, reaching for the handle-"
Reid glanced up, feeling as though someone else had entered the room.