Ronan Nolan (
not_in_the_book) wrote2012-08-28 05:05 pm
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Secluded Section of the Beach, Tuesday Early Evening
Ronan dropped a basket -- with light finger foods, mostly fruit and vegetables; a half-dozen bottles of water; and a half-dozen bottles of Gatorade -- on the beach, rolling out his shoulders.
"So," he said, grinning at his sparring partner, "winner gets first choice of food?"
[For the one, and for SP.]
"So," he said, grinning at his sparring partner, "winner gets first choice of food?"
[For the one, and for SP.]
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Stumbling over to the basket, Ronan grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it down before doing the same with a Gatorade. Letting himself fall to the sand again, he grinned over at Kaidan. "So that was fun," he added. "Even if I'm going to be paying for it for the next week."
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Reaching into his claudication, he pulled out a towel and tossed it at Kaidan.
Always know where your towel is.
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You know. If you were Kaidan, and you used to run after people who did crazy stunts on a regular basis. Crazier, in fact, than what Ronan had just pulled.
He glanced up.
"And, uh... hate to break it to you, but what you do these days? Is teach high school kids how to go camping."