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withoutveronaRomeo had, it was true, said several times yesterday that he wouldn't go looking for a fight.
And he wasn't. Honest. But it was a rainy day, and there was a particular and rather inaccessible corner of the beach that he liked especially well when he was trying to write. He couldn't imagine many zombies would be out yet; if they were, he was armed.
Sitting on a rock, he stared moodily into the ocean and thought about death that was not death.
[OOC: For two zombies in particular and then someone else. Thanks!]
And he wasn't. Honest. But it was a rainy day, and there was a particular and rather inaccessible corner of the beach that he liked especially well when he was trying to write. He couldn't imagine many zombies would be out yet; if they were, he was armed.
Sitting on a rock, he stared moodily into the ocean and thought about death that was not death.
[OOC: For two zombies in particular and then someone else. Thanks!]
