Apr 13, 2009 17:28
[Whether you were taking a stroll around camp, meant to make use of the facilities, or are chasing after the gorillas who seem to be taking camper's clothes to nest with, if you pass by the shooting range you will spot a small figure. Rather than shooting at any target, they seem to be leveling shots at a frying pan that's been strung up. Each shot is catching the edge to make it spin around with deadly precision in between holstering and resting.]
Hmm, it should hold for another two rounds.
[. . . Twenty dollars and a thank-you note was left in the kitchen of the Mess Hall, for the record.]
[[LJ is being stupid, so I'm slowing down/dropping threads for now. Sorry, sorry.]]