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Characters: Zack Fair 1st_class_honor and War fuckpacifism
Location: Shopping District
Rating: We’ll go PG-13 to be on the safe side. It IS War, after all.
Time: Backdated to Oct. 16, near Zack’s quittin’ time.
Description: SURPRISE PARTNER! :D Also, drinking. Best/Worst day ever.
Another day, another patrol. Zack walked the perimeter restlessly, partially glad for the quiet, partially resenting it. He was used to being a man of missions, of going where so few would dare to tread; this place was the mild-mannered alter ego that he wasn’t sure he preferred. It made his energy ache, spark and spike. He was a can threatening to explode in the pressure.
Dammit, if he had a partner, they could go on missions! They could take those dangerous offerings and be back before dinner! He needed to get on it, start going through people, even if there was someone he already was leaning towards.
He just wasn’t sure she wanted him in return.
Tilting his head up to peer at the sky, he smiled a little, covered in a new resolve. Patrolling and keeping the peace was great, but there had to be something more, something larger. After all, one couldn’t be the best hero there ever was when they just kept walking same series of blocks day after day.
Besides, above all else, he wanted to keep his Special Persons safe. Time to be proactive rather than reactive, dammit!
Location: Shopping District
Rating: We’ll go PG-13 to be on the safe side. It IS War, after all.
Time: Backdated to Oct. 16, near Zack’s quittin’ time.
Description: SURPRISE PARTNER! :D Also, drinking. Best/Worst day ever.
Another day, another patrol. Zack walked the perimeter restlessly, partially glad for the quiet, partially resenting it. He was used to being a man of missions, of going where so few would dare to tread; this place was the mild-mannered alter ego that he wasn’t sure he preferred. It made his energy ache, spark and spike. He was a can threatening to explode in the pressure.
Dammit, if he had a partner, they could go on missions! They could take those dangerous offerings and be back before dinner! He needed to get on it, start going through people, even if there was someone he already was leaning towards.
He just wasn’t sure she wanted him in return.
Tilting his head up to peer at the sky, he smiled a little, covered in a new resolve. Patrolling and keeping the peace was great, but there had to be something more, something larger. After all, one couldn’t be the best hero there ever was when they just kept walking same series of blocks day after day.
Besides, above all else, he wanted to keep his Special Persons safe. Time to be proactive rather than reactive, dammit!