Thrift Shop Threads
Mar. 25th, 2013 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The jobs were sort of an accident, probably one Hannibal intended all along given it made life on the run all the more difficult. It certainly wasn't Face's first choice of ways to scratch together a little bit of cash.
And it was a little. A very depressing little.
Little enough that a cover ID requiring a decent suit under rack price - far under rack price.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," he shakes his head - staring at the thrift store's hand-lettered sign. "Clothes come here to die."
And it was a little. A very depressing little.
Little enough that a cover ID requiring a decent suit under rack price - far under rack price.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," he shakes his head - staring at the thrift store's hand-lettered sign. "Clothes come here to die."
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:55 am (UTC)And an Ottery goddess of pink who's picked Murdock's lap as a place to snuggle down in the passenger seat of the van.
"I'm thinking we could use a detour to relax a bit."
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Date: 2013-03-26 08:59 am (UTC)"What'd ya have in mind?"
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Date: 2013-03-26 09:11 am (UTC)"There's about ten miles of woods between here and the shack - I'm sure we could find a place to roll around in the grass."
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Date: 2013-03-26 09:16 am (UTC)"Never figured you for the outdoorsy type."
They've spent plenty of time in the wilderness on missions, of course, but he'd never expected him to wanna do it by choice.
"Might be fun though."
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Date: 2013-03-26 09:19 am (UTC)