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Just a Week of Villainy~<3

Oct 03, 2011 20:23

Characters: Daxter and YOU
When: 10/1 - 10/7
Where: Around
Rating: PG-13 for safety
Summary: A useful lackey is always busy. Dax is no exception.

Okay, Daxter will be traveling between town and the traveling group for this event, with a Morph Gun that has four of its twelve mods installed. See the following links if you don't know how the gun ( Read more... )

*open, daxter

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10/1 Morning precursor_dax October 4 2011, 02:31:18 UTC

Daxter being up early voluntarily should have been an indicator that something was up. The Ottsel wasn't a morning person at all. But he was up, had made a fire, and fixed himself some coffee...all while wearing a gun that was taller than him strapped to his back.

An ear twitched in a lazy, unconcerned manner, as he sipped, listening for the usual early birds to stir.

Re: 10/1 Morning bye_to_yer_head October 4 2011, 20:25:49 UTC

Sniper stumbled out of the makeshift camper Engineer had made him and rubbed his eyes before heading over towards the campfire. Even just waking up, and admittedly not at his best, something about the scene before him seemed off.

"You're up early." He sat down across from the ottsel and fished his glasses out of his pocket. Even with the familiar yellow tint to everything, there was still something odd going on.

precursor_dax October 5 2011, 00:12:18 UTC

"Guess so, but I wanted coffee," was Daxter's reply. A mug thar was easily half his sitting height reinforced that statement. He was also less nervous than he had been since they had started out.

"How'd ya sleep, Sniper?"

bye_to_yer_head October 5 2011, 01:20:14 UTC

"Didn't peg you for th' coffee type. 'Specially not that much of it." Percentage wise that was a lot of coffee, even for Sniper. Instead he chose to breakfast on nicotine, pulling his pack out of pocket and frowning down at the contents. He hadn't thought he'd gone through a whole pack yet. He was definitely going to run out before the end of the week.

"Eh, sleep better here than back home. Surprisingly less things want t' kill me around here." He lit a match and took a long drag of his cigarette, watching the flame burn out before flicking the match into the fire. "Where've you been hiding that gun all this time?"

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