Kwik Stop, Wednesday Morning
Contrary to what was often the case, Alec was not oblivious to the recent weirdness that had been affecting the island. There were inept mundanes carrying guns. You'd better believe he was paying attention.
In response, he'd been carrying his bow strapped to his back lately and making sure to have a seraph blade or two on him at all times, something he'd gotten out of the habit of since moving here. It wasn't that he was worried about the mundies with guns -- hardly -- but people starting to arm themselves usually coincided with other problems, and Alec didn't want to be caught off-guard, not even when he was just out buying a bottle of water.
It went without saying that he was probably going to be, one way or another.
[[open, expecting one!]]
In response, he'd been carrying his bow strapped to his back lately and making sure to have a seraph blade or two on him at all times, something he'd gotten out of the habit of since moving here. It wasn't that he was worried about the mundies with guns -- hardly -- but people starting to arm themselves usually coincided with other problems, and Alec didn't want to be caught off-guard, not even when he was just out buying a bottle of water.
It went without saying that he was probably going to be, one way or another.
[[open, expecting one!]]