heron october mingle

[rednecking]

Who: The Heron crew & visitors!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: The Heron
When: Month of October

[so . . . Some Stuff happened last month, didn't it. But it's a new month now! Whatcha up to, Heron?]

Comments

[rednecking]

[Sawyer is a pro at pretending Things Are All Right. In fact, it seems as though the outcome of last month hasn't affected him at all. Of course, that's because talking about it may open up the door to all the other baggage he's been carrying, and we can't have that, now can we.

As like any month, you can find Sawyer reading a book almost anywhere; in the kitchen, in his room, in the cargo bay, in the hallway - wherever he feels like, if we're being honest. It may seem like it's more than normal, but it isn't, really, no it isn't a distraction from everything shut up. The books he's picking, though . . . they're certainly thematic. Thrillers and horror stories, because it's that time of the year.

Every so often, though, he can be found in the armory, matter-of-factly checking all the weapons for ammo, cleaning a random gun, or just standing there with his arms crossed glaring into space. It isn't so much him doing his job as it's satisfying some deeply buried something else, and if questioned he'll have some smartass excuse.

Otherwise, sometimes he'll head to the cargo bay to exercise on the stationary bike . . . with a book, of course]

kitchen;;

[reconstitution]

[ Really, he's coming in because his favorite cup is void of coffee. At first, he does little more than glance at Sawyer and his book as he goes about the motions of making fresh coffee. Once it's brewing, he turns his back to the counter and leans against it, crossing his arms in front of him. ]

Good read?

[rednecking]

It's so bad it's good.

[is the answer he gives after a moment, glancing up to offer Bucky a big grin. He gestures with his free hand to the page] Murder mystery. Nobody knows what the hell they're doin' but somehow they keep bumblin' into clues.