Jeremy found her perched on one of the balcony railings, reveling in the sunshine and the winds that whipped around ( Read more... )

Bang.
Bang.

At the firing range once again.
It seemed that he had been haunting that place for quite some time, choosing to go when there were few or no people.
It was quite relaxing.
Nicer than having to put up with foolish people in the labs who touched things they weren't supposed to.

Aim.
Fire.
Bang.

Idly he plucked a string, testing the sound for a moment, listening as the wind ripped the notes away.
It was quiet, but not for long, this was where he went to play standing at the edge of one of the piers so he wouldn’t disturb anyone in the city.
Jeremy hummed softly, enjoying the feel of the cutting wind while he tested the strings.
After a few ( Read more... )

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He decided to finally check out the firing range.
He missed shooting.
After studying the doors for a moment, he eventually padded in, glancing around.
It couldn't hurt to take a look around.

Jeremy ran ( Read more... )

“Fascinating.” He mumbled to himself as he examined cuttings from an unnamed plant, the bright green leaves covered in tiny filaments, just brushing against them delivered a very painful sting and a bruise, which he had learned first-hand ( Read more... )

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Jeremy eventually met up with Adrienne and the pair wandered for some time, talking. The young biologist had lost his necklace again, but he didn’t really feel like looking for it, hopefully it would turn up like it always did. For the most part, he let his friend fill him on what had happened, listening in silence and absorbing the information ( Read more... )

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