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Kal Kent ([personal profile] silver_lined) wrote in [community profile] pineslog2017-05-30 12:33 pm

truth, justice, and fire safety - 01 - around town

WHO: Kal and you! Kal and a few folks...
WHAT: Kal's made arrangements to meet a few people: might as well get that done!
WHERE: Kal's home, the fire station, around town
WHEN: End of May, early June
WARNINGS: none so far

Kal's spent the month remembering and it's been one hell of a month.

Now, though, now that he feels like he's got his feet under him (and maybe, a purely metaphorical cape settled squarely on his shoulders), it's time to start moving. Doing. Following up on those feelers he's been putting out and getting some things done.

Between his errands, his work with the fire department, and a few odds and ends around town helping people out where he can, he's been busy. But it's felt good. Incomplete, not quite enough... but good.

[ ooc: you can find Kal just about anywhere you like and if you'd like a specific starter (Clary? Alec? Chase? Bueller? just lemme know and I'll set it up for you! ]
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[personal profile] angelic_archer 2017-06-02 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
As promised, Alec arrived at the fire station around lunchtime, leaving a note in the window announcing he'd be back in an hour. For the time since entering Wayward Pines, he felt nervous about the strangeness of his appearance compared to his neighbors. Most of them didn't look like they were members of a motorcycle gang or had tattoos covering most of their bodies. Most firefighters probably didn't look like that even if Alec couldn't remember what they'd looked like back home. At least he'd left most of the leather back at the shop, opting to look as normal as possible.

Absentmindedly rubbing the heel of his hand, he walked into the fire station, trying to ignore the instinct that warned him that he was supposed to remain hidden. Giving himself a mental shake, he couldn't quite understand that impulse since he worked with the public ever day. Looking around, he waited for someone to notice him, not wanting to wander where he wasn't invited.