4.04: Enzo's Overwrite Delivery Service - for all your armament needs!

[a1enzo]

The Matrices' upstairs hall closet creaks slowly open, and Enzo pokes his head out. Seeing the coast to be clear, he opens it fully and emerges, looking around with mounting distress. The walls, the floor, the furniture are all patched with pulsing green light-veins.

He listens carefully. No one home. Didn't think there would be, but good. He beckons at the open doorway behind him.

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Re: Grand Theft Icon

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Enzo! Time is not a thing we have a lot of, okay?"

He tried to phase his foot free...and found that he couldn't.

Which was about when he understood that that Enzo had realized something he hadn't quite realized--how tired he was.

Making a very frustrated, "Man-I-Just-Wanna-Go-Kick-Butt-Noise," he was able to yank his foot free, but he grabbed Enzo's arm and yanked through the open doorway in the closet, into the bar.