Blaise woke to Dean crouching beside him announcing his turn on watch.
"Of course it is," Blaise muttered. He sat up, then got to his feet and stretched. "All quiet, I take it?" he asked.
"Yep," Dean said. "It was the best kind of watch--boring."
"I hear that," Blaise said. He leaned over to pick up his pack and the P90. He gave the weapon a quick once over to verify that it was clean and functional, then nodded to Dean. "I have the duty," he said. "You're relieved."
Dean grinned at the formal statement. "I sure am."
Blaise dug into his pack and pulled out a banana. He ate it as he walked around the perimeter. He hadn't bothered to eat earlier, he'd just picked out a nice spot to sleep and sacked out for a couple of hours before his turn on watch. Why eat when he could sleep? He could eat when he had to be awake anyhow.
It was a quiet watch. Blaise paused for a minute during each circuit of the camp to marvel at Molly's approach to sleeping in a tree. It looked painful to him, but she seemed comfortable enough. Eventually it was time to turn over the watch to the next guard.
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[Blaise] Taking a turn (open)
Date: 2006-08-11 06:18 am (UTC)"Of course it is," Blaise muttered. He sat up, then got to his feet and stretched. "All quiet, I take it?" he asked.
"Yep," Dean said. "It was the best kind of watch--boring."
"I hear that," Blaise said. He leaned over to pick up his pack and the P90. He gave the weapon a quick once over to verify that it was clean and functional, then nodded to Dean. "I have the duty," he said. "You're relieved."
Dean grinned at the formal statement. "I sure am."
Blaise dug into his pack and pulled out a banana. He ate it as he walked around the perimeter. He hadn't bothered to eat earlier, he'd just picked out a nice spot to sleep and sacked out for a couple of hours before his turn on watch. Why eat when he could sleep? He could eat when he had to be awake anyhow.
It was a quiet watch. Blaise paused for a minute during each circuit of the camp to marvel at Molly's approach to sleeping in a tree. It looked painful to him, but she seemed comfortable enough. Eventually it was time to turn over the watch to the next guard.
Blaise nudged his successor awake. "You're up."