But it's no joke, it's doing me harm

[rude0and0ginger]

Location: Pre-dawn, the beach
For: Anyone

*is sitting on the beach near a small fire, knees to his chest, face buried in his arms*

*is wearing a hoodie, jeans and has taken off his shoes, next to him a half empty bottle of rum sits between them*

*his suitcase full of clothes lays next to that*

Comments

[captainhawkins]

((Needs moar Squeaky.))

*and should Turlough look up again, he will see a soldier standing in front of him*

[rude0and0ginger]

*hears something shifting in the sand and looks up, looks miserable, hasn't much since leaving the TARDIS*

*looks at Hawkins, doesn't really know what to say*

Need something?

*is cranky and tired but can't sleep!*

[captainhawkins]

Need something? Ah, no. I was just passing by and... saw you by yourself and wanted to make sure that... you were all right. Can't be too careful round here at night.

[rude0and0ginger]

It's nearly morning... I know there's a few psycho killers runnin' about. They've both had a turn at my friend.

What are you doin' out?

*would be a bit more suspicious if he didn't recognize the UNIT label*