May 21, 2008 15:29
So, Simon went west. It's been a long, long trip, replete with exciting adventures, mainly involving the appropriation of food from the more frightened kind of survivor and the frightening of any survivors who tried to steal things from him.
Now? He's reached Metropolis.
...it hardly seems worth it, really.
judge simon,
anna reeve
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'Cause who exactly is that, strolling carelessly along the roadside in her faded black jeans, worn-out old running shoes, and ELP T-shirt?
Yeah.
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Okay, so thank fuck he's not the only one, but out of everyone Downside who could have gotten caught by the selfsame whatever-it-was?
"Evening, there," he says at last. The words are innocuous, but it's pretty clear from his tone and his face how surprised he is.
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There's ice cream on her upper lip.
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...The ice-cream doesn't quite seem to fit the imposing persona, you know.
"Er, you've got..." He indicates the spot on his own lip.
And still with the surprise.
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