[Gordon's handwriting is much shakier than normal, and the message appears slowly. There's also stuttered breathing in the background that the journal picks up... almost like he's trying to control his breath to keep it normal and utterly failing.]

Stop taking things. Haven't you done enough already?

[Gordon's out in the dark with a lantern--God, he wishes he had his HEV right about now--looking for both the girl who was captured and the man who did the capturing. The man is apparently a sheriff's deputy... so that's the most logical place to start looking for him, because he obviously isn't that smart ( Read more... )

SURROUNDING FARMLANDS
[All the area between Winchester and Fairfield, divided by a creek that separates the farms of one town from the farms of another.

Go for it, buckeroos.]

Grand Ballroom "B"
Tony Stark's
Summer Benefit Night
benefiting Allen Walker and the Cross Marian Debt Fund

( The party begins )

[The story goes as follows: Gordon stares at tuxedo. Tuxedo stares back. Thus begins an epic staring match... unfortunately, the inanimate objects always win.]

A magical tuxedo. Am I really expected to wear something that just popped into my room overnight?

The laundry room scares unnerves me a little, I must admit.

( Dr. Lance Sweets )

[Gordon's outside at the shooting range, clearing away the vines covering everything with a machete borrowed from the castle and his tire iron in order to use it with the shotgun he got from the castle. He's never actually used a break-action shotgun before, but it's what he ended up getting. He'll make due, when he gets to that point ( Read more... )

[Gordon's tucked into a corner of one of the new towers, scribbling away, as is his wont.]I'm not usually an unobservant person, but I hadn't noticed these towers before. Or did they really just appear overnight? I personally find that a little hard to believe ( Read more... )

[See Gordon. See Gordon outside. See Gordon outside staring at the sky.]

[See Gordon be greatly relieved that nothing is trying to kill him, and eat a sandwich from his picnic lunch. Eat, Gordon, eat!]

[[OOC: Open post ( Read more... )