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Makita ([personal profile] runmakitarun) wrote2007-08-06 04:53 am
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As with most things, there is a beginning

Earlier today Makita spoke to the people on her team she could find, and left notes with Bar for those she couldn't. Today is the day. It's time to go back.

While she's spoken to her team about what to expect, at least to some degree, no one's gotten a full briefing yet. She's pushed some tables out of the way to form a sort of open space in one corner of the bar, and as people begin to arrive she's starting to unpack the five military-style duffel bags at her feet, laying the contents out on the tables nearby. Grenades, mines, boxes of ammo, and a few guns are slowly spread out like a deadly little buffet.

Into the breach

[identity profile] runmakitarun.livejournal.com 2007-08-06 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
Once everyone has whatever gear they're going to grab Makita walks over to the door. "Okay people, let's do this thing. Don't screw up and you'll probably make it back."

And with that, she opens the door to a blasted out apartment building and leads the way through (http://runmakitarun.livejournal.com/7114.html).

Re: Into the breach

[identity profile] 3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com 2007-08-06 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Goldy snerks a little. "Spoken like a true leader."

After a quick assessment of the climate beyond the doorway, she begrudgingly puts her fur hat on, pulls the flaps down and tails the group as they pass over the threshold...