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sirenspull_logs2012-09-21 09:59 pm
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Revenge is a kind of wild justice
Who: Damon Gant & Jake Marshall
When: Friday, Sept. 21st
Where: McKinley Aquarium after hours
Summary: Ever the suspicious character to one Jake Marshall, Gant is tracked to the Aquarium where the coming Darkness bars them from leaving.
Warnings: PG for Probably Gantastic
Daylight was burning away as a bright suited fellow sauntered down the lonely boardwalk, whilst the citizens sought shelter from the coming night. Such was a time of the evening that Damon Gant often coveted, with its fiery bright reds, pinks, and lush oranges painting the cool sky in a vibrancy that reflected well upon himself. And while he would often take this time before sirens to admire the sunset, Gant had another quest for serenity and self-satisfaction in mind.
McKinley's quaint Aquarium had had him bubbling with excitement to immerse himself in since he first heard of it. After all, he was a man borne of the sea and reveled in its power, majesty, and mystery. All the more reason to visit as ,again, it reminded him of his epical oceanic self. But daylight burned at both ends for a voraciously busy P.I. like he. So he took it upon himself to call up Mr. McKinley himself to handsomely pay for a single night's visit.
A key to Atlantis, one could say.
What a plus there wouldn't be any snot-nosed little brats squealing away and ruining the rippling natatory atmosphere. Just himself and the denizens of the briny deep.
Woe to any sad soul really, who would seek to disturb one of his few moments of indulgence.
When: Friday, Sept. 21st
Where: McKinley Aquarium after hours
Summary: Ever the suspicious character to one Jake Marshall, Gant is tracked to the Aquarium where the coming Darkness bars them from leaving.
Warnings: PG for Probably Gantastic
Daylight was burning away as a bright suited fellow sauntered down the lonely boardwalk, whilst the citizens sought shelter from the coming night. Such was a time of the evening that Damon Gant often coveted, with its fiery bright reds, pinks, and lush oranges painting the cool sky in a vibrancy that reflected well upon himself. And while he would often take this time before sirens to admire the sunset, Gant had another quest for serenity and self-satisfaction in mind.
McKinley's quaint Aquarium had had him bubbling with excitement to immerse himself in since he first heard of it. After all, he was a man borne of the sea and reveled in its power, majesty, and mystery. All the more reason to visit as ,again, it reminded him of his epical oceanic self. But daylight burned at both ends for a voraciously busy P.I. like he. So he took it upon himself to call up Mr. McKinley himself to handsomely pay for a single night's visit.
A key to Atlantis, one could say.
What a plus there wouldn't be any snot-nosed little brats squealing away and ruining the rippling natatory atmosphere. Just himself and the denizens of the briny deep.
Woe to any sad soul really, who would seek to disturb one of his few moments of indulgence.