Characters: Archie Kennedy
Rating: PG
Time Period: Modern; Daytime
Location: The lake
Relative Date: Well after
this log and the
onset of spring.
Status: OPEN; PM to Join
Time had passed. Thankfully, Archie had not.
As miserable as he felt, something told him that being reckless with his person wasn't a choice anyone would approve, here or there. What
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Mind wandering, Kennedy paced himself with short, childlike steps. How many times just this week had he circumvented the large pond? More than enough to know that he was coming up on a particularly muddy piece of shoreline. Stepping to avoid dirtying his boots, Archie bent down and plucked up some grass, immediately sprinkling it liberally over the muddy patch. It was just something to do with his hands -- a cast off action that he'd repeated so many times in his youth.
Another minute or so passed, and the man moved on. At a sandy bar near the shore, he crouched and reached out to touch the dark water, his fingertips trailing ripples over the surface. It was black and dark and deep and if it were a little warmer, he thought he would have liked to swim in it. It wasn't the ocean, but at least it was water.
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When the strange figure had his back to her, crouching and focused on something in the water, she stood to take her aim. She didn't first, instead giving whoever it was a chance to declare their identity before being shot.
"Hey!! YOU!! Turn around and slowly, or else!"
She tried to make her voice big and booming but it still resonated in the trees in that girly tone Cordy's voice always had. If Archie were to stand and turn slowly as ordered, he'd see Cordelia's familiar face with a very distrustful frown upon it. Apparently she wasn't taking any chances at the castle these days.
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Feeling like history was repeating itself, Archie lifted his hands into the prone and submissive position aloft and stood to his full, not-so-formidable height. "Turning slowly, or else," he confirmed, pivoting at the water's edge.
He was surprised, then, to see the lovely Cordelia Chase, face twisted with the effort of trying to sound big and tough. Whether she sounded it, or not, made no difference to Archie: He knew she was tough ( ... )
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