Library: the Gathering. ((Sorry.))

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor walks to the middle of the room and sticks the sword up in the air. High.]
EVERYONE BE QUIET.

It's time to focus and regroup. Anyone who can't shoot or swing, get back. High powered guns in the front, then smaller ones, edged weapons third. And no, I'm not saying this to get out of the way.

Find cover for yourself. Shoot for the head.

[looks around at the books, winces slightly]
Oh, and no firethrowers unless it's absolutely necessary.

and I'm still not Scottish, dammit, but I really want a kilt

((OOC: [turns off email commenting] Game on.))

Comments

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*spots time_agent back in row two and sidles back a bit herself*

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Hey, they can't get us if we've got each other's backs, right?

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Yeah, right... that's the plan... *looks doubtful*

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Hell... you only die once, right? Might as well make it count.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*mutters* You, maybe. I'm not really looking forward to painful hideous death #3 myself...