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Entry 15 [Action | Midnight Express]
Nov. 19th, 2010 05:23 pm[Rummy was out doing... stuff last night, and just plopped down in his bed still wearing his suit and coat. As such, he's currently asleep in his seat and just now waking up. And it takes him a moment or two to realize this isn't his bedroom.]
What the fuck..?
[He sits up and turns his head every which way, save the window.]
The fuck is goin' on? The fuck did I get here?
[He sinks back into his seat, removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes. The way he figures it, either the City teleported him here, or some delinquents broke into his apartment, kidnapped him, and put him on this fucking train.]
This better be goin' someplace good.
[He looks out the window and freezes, just staring.]
No, can't be... is that... home?
[He touches his hand to the window, seeing the familiar sights of Woodcrest, including every building that's property of Ed Wuncler I.]
[OOC: Rummy'll be in Car #5 if anyone needs him. Backdated to before the killing.]
What the fuck..?
[He sits up and turns his head every which way, save the window.]
The fuck is goin' on? The fuck did I get here?
[He sinks back into his seat, removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes. The way he figures it, either the City teleported him here, or some delinquents broke into his apartment, kidnapped him, and put him on this fucking train.]
This better be goin' someplace good.
[He looks out the window and freezes, just staring.]
No, can't be... is that... home?
[He touches his hand to the window, seeing the familiar sights of Woodcrest, including every building that's property of Ed Wuncler I.]
[OOC: Rummy'll be in Car #5 if anyone needs him. Backdated to before the killing.]
