http://notareplacement.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notareplacement.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2006-09-02 10:16 pm
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Futureknight universe: Time to teach a Lantern

Thomas Rybec was cold from the trip between realities. He hadn't expected it to be in a time he was so unfamilar with either. He just found himself wandering the streets of Gotham with his heavy coat wrapped around his lean frame tightly.

He hoped he would find Clark soon. He was honestly hoping he could get some training. At the same time, he didn't want to be a mooch. Tom figured he'd work it all out. Just as soon as he could navigate his way through this city.
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random_xtras: (Prudence)

[personal profile] random_xtras 2006-09-03 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
The redhead smiled. "I am Prudence Pennyworth, the butler. Master Clark is on the back lawn playing with the dogs. If you'll follow me I will show you."

[identity profile] notareplacement.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He nods with a smile. "A pleasure ma'am."

Time to follow Prudence. "Dogs? What kind, if I may ask?"

He had dogs when he was growing up. Didn't now but, he planned to once more.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2006-09-03 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"A brace of black greyhounds, named Ace and Deuce." She leads him through the hallways toward the back of the massive old house, past the relics of generations Waynes, Donaldsons, and Graysons.

[identity profile] notareplacement.livejournal.com 2006-09-03 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
He can't help but qurik a smile.The names sounded so familar to him. Made him happy for some reason.

"Really? They sound ..Lovely." Greyhounds were a good breed he always thought. Full of energy and life. They appealed to him.
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[personal profile] random_xtras 2006-09-03 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Prudence led him to the back sitting room and over to the patio door, then let him through. He could see the dogs imediately; they grabbed the attention as their sleek bodies streaked over the extensive chamomile lawn in pursuit of a tennis ball that Clark had tossed from a lacross racket.

"Shall I take your coat," the butler asked mildly.

[identity profile] notareplacement.livejournal.com 2006-09-04 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
He couldn't help but smile. He unbottoned his coat and handed it over to Prudence lightly.
"Yes please."

His clothing underneath the nearly very formal coat was quite casual. He was odd that way. But hey, it was comfortable for him.

"Huh...Cool Dogs."
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