Sam's Earth: Detroit

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy had learned his lesson.

Never, ever swap the memory cards on Jeimu's PlayStation 2. And don't hide the one that had all her DDR save games on it.

She'd sworn up a storm and then opened up a portal in the living room and kicked him through it. Now he was here, in a strange bar in a strange city. He didn't feel too concerned, Mu would bring him back when she decided he deserved to set foot on Newfoundland again.

But while he was here there was only one thing to do.

"What d'ye got fer beers, b'y?" he asked the bartender.

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[i_salted_dean]

She finished strapping it on, then settled her pantleg and scootched over to the edge of the bed to get her other shoe. Pockets were patted, the room was scanned quicky. Everything spoke of a woman who had lived in similar lodging for most of her life.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"I takes it yer leavin'?" Leeroy spoke quietly and got to his feet, walking toward the door.

[i_salted_dean]

"I have to get you home, first." She turned to look up at the tall man who had guarded her sleep with a slight grin.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Mu'll take care of that," Leeroy said, returning Sam's grin. "When she sees fit to let me go home."