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capeandcowllogs2009-03-09 10:33 pm
pacifister) wrote in capeandcowllogs2009-03-09 10:33 pm
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Who: Quatre (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
heartofsandrock) and Trowa (unnamed_nothing)
When: March 9th; late afternoon/early evening
Where: Abandoned buildings on the south side of the City.
Summary: Trowa drops in on Quatre. Literally.
Warnings: None. Unless you find yourself offended by acrobats and helicopters.
Format: Paragraph forever.
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The repairs had gone smoothly and Quatre had only earned a burn on his forearm for allowing his attention to waver. It wasn't a mistake he'd make again.
He went carefully over the checklist he'd written, murmuring quietly under his breath as he went down the list, pen scratching the paper as he wrote notes on where and how to get supplies.
None of it was exactly legal, but it was beginning to look as if it were the only way they would be able to continue functioning in this city with so little resources. Relaxing slightly, he glanced curiously toward the window. He could still sense the barest of emotions from people nearly, but there weren't many people and they were far enough away from him to avoid Quatre being distracted by them.
Circling the Iroquois, he ran through the list a third time just to be certain everything was in working order before he would move it back out into the yard and take it for the second test flight.
heartofsandrock) and Trowa (unnamed_nothing)When: March 9th; late afternoon/early evening
Where: Abandoned buildings on the south side of the City.
Summary: Trowa drops in on Quatre. Literally.
Warnings: None. Unless you find yourself offended by acrobats and helicopters.
Format: Paragraph forever.
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The repairs had gone smoothly and Quatre had only earned a burn on his forearm for allowing his attention to waver. It wasn't a mistake he'd make again.
He went carefully over the checklist he'd written, murmuring quietly under his breath as he went down the list, pen scratching the paper as he wrote notes on where and how to get supplies.
None of it was exactly legal, but it was beginning to look as if it were the only way they would be able to continue functioning in this city with so little resources. Relaxing slightly, he glanced curiously toward the window. He could still sense the barest of emotions from people nearly, but there weren't many people and they were far enough away from him to avoid Quatre being distracted by them.
Circling the Iroquois, he ran through the list a third time just to be certain everything was in working order before he would move it back out into the yard and take it for the second test flight.