Jamie McCrimmon (
bonnypiperlad) wrote in
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Pointed Ponderings [open]
After the meet and greet, Jamie needed to think. There was a /lot/ of information that he had gotten that he needed to process, and he wasn't entirely sure where the best place would be to go and do that. He wasn't at all sure he was up for creepy sleeping areas or a lot of the other places that had been described...and he was still missing his knife.
Figuring that he could try and sort out this thoughts while he was looking, he made his way back to the weapons and possessions locker, starting where he had found his kilt. He's in there now, rummaging around, but being careful to put things back where he found them afterwards.
Spotting a promising looking knife, he pulls it from its sheath and holds it up, looking at the blade of the knife intently. His back is currently to the door, and he seems completely absorbed in his study of the small weapon.
Figuring that he could try and sort out this thoughts while he was looking, he made his way back to the weapons and possessions locker, starting where he had found his kilt. He's in there now, rummaging around, but being careful to put things back where he found them afterwards.
Spotting a promising looking knife, he pulls it from its sheath and holds it up, looking at the blade of the knife intently. His back is currently to the door, and he seems completely absorbed in his study of the small weapon.