(no subject)
( Geneva Convention relative to the Treatment of Prisoners of War - PART I - General provisions. Article 3: )
Wells came into the Bar today well, well after Spoon. He needed a little time to pull himself together before pulling himself together at Milliways, much as some people need to exercise for a while before they can bring themselves to go to the gym.
( In the case of armed conflict not of an international character occurring in the territory of one of the High Contracting Parties, each party to the conflict shall be bound to apply, as a minimum, the following provisions: )
Werewolf tempers are generally fouler than human tempers, and his was well and truly set off today, to the point where he didn't trust himself anywhere near a punching bag. There is the violence that bleeds off a bad mood's energy, and then there is the kind that comes as air to a fire. It would have been that kind, if he had tried anything in the way of his usual physical work-out to calm himself down today.
( 1. Persons taking no active part in the hostilities, including members of armed forces who have laid down their arms and those placed hors de combat by sickness, wounds, detention, or any other cause, shall in all circumstances be treated humanely... )
So he ran on the farm country roads, which was enough to at least tire him, and when his thoughts stopped growling in circles he turned around and went back to the house to pick up his guns.
( To this end the following acts are and shall remain prohibited at any time and in any place whatsoever with respect to the above-mentioned persons: )
He's out back now, at the impromptu range, and he's coming the rest of the way down from the towering fury that had hold of him earlier. One bullet at a time, but he's coming down.
( (a) Violence to life and person, in particular murder of all kinds, mutilation, cruel treatment and torture... )
He's shooting at bullseyes today, though. This is not a good evening for using human-shaped targets. That's not a place he wants to go.
Wells came into the Bar today well, well after Spoon. He needed a little time to pull himself together before pulling himself together at Milliways, much as some people need to exercise for a while before they can bring themselves to go to the gym.
( In the case of armed conflict not of an international character occurring in the territory of one of the High Contracting Parties, each party to the conflict shall be bound to apply, as a minimum, the following provisions: )
Werewolf tempers are generally fouler than human tempers, and his was well and truly set off today, to the point where he didn't trust himself anywhere near a punching bag. There is the violence that bleeds off a bad mood's energy, and then there is the kind that comes as air to a fire. It would have been that kind, if he had tried anything in the way of his usual physical work-out to calm himself down today.
( 1. Persons taking no active part in the hostilities, including members of armed forces who have laid down their arms and those placed hors de combat by sickness, wounds, detention, or any other cause, shall in all circumstances be treated humanely... )
So he ran on the farm country roads, which was enough to at least tire him, and when his thoughts stopped growling in circles he turned around and went back to the house to pick up his guns.
( To this end the following acts are and shall remain prohibited at any time and in any place whatsoever with respect to the above-mentioned persons: )
He's out back now, at the impromptu range, and he's coming the rest of the way down from the towering fury that had hold of him earlier. One bullet at a time, but he's coming down.
( (a) Violence to life and person, in particular murder of all kinds, mutilation, cruel treatment and torture... )
He's shooting at bullseyes today, though. This is not a good evening for using human-shaped targets. That's not a place he wants to go.