Jan 23, 2008 04:23
Sam Tyler was not amused. Not at all. Because, honestly, how often do you walk into a lobby and find it amusing? None, for Sam Tyler. Which should be a given really, since this isn't exactly where he'd wanted to go.
No, he was supposed to be at the station, breathing in smoke filled air and working at his desk. Easier said than done, especially with the absence of said desk. But at least there wasn't any smoke. This was not a comfort.
"NonononononoNONO!"
Sam Tyler conclusion: Someone was messing around with his coma state again.
sam tyler,
regulus black,
svetlana sergievsky,
the master,
lucy saxon