Deputy Marshal Raylan Givens (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
neverleftharlan) wrote2012-12-30 03:39 am
neverleftharlan) wrote2012-12-30 03:39 am
I try to act like a grown up I find, it doesn't sit right, even though I'm past my prime
[Raylan manages not to jump, when his cousin and the dog he would prefer being related to appear from the designated alley at the designated time without a sound. It's his inclination, yes, but he manages to restrain himself to resting a hand on the gun at the small of his back.
Werewolves, wizards, magic. It's one thing to say all that business is a possibility in the world and quite another to stare down a rainbow doorway to Neverland, or whatever it was Harry called the place.
Fairies. Fairies.] Y'know, this would be substantially simpler if you Harry Potter folks could actually fly. Wouldn't leave me trying to explain how a man who was in Chicago this morning can be in Lexington this afternoon without apparently booking a flight through legitimate sources. Or, I don't know, ask that Marcone if he can spare you a plane for the day, there's a thought. Why not. Just wave your stick around and make it glow a bit and he'd probably give the thing to you for Christmas.
[He's rambling. He hates it when he does that unintentionally, so, reasonably enough, he stops.] How do you want to do this. Talk to your Paranet people first, or hear what I've drummed up in the mean time.
Werewolves, wizards, magic. It's one thing to say all that business is a possibility in the world and quite another to stare down a rainbow doorway to Neverland, or whatever it was Harry called the place.
Fairies. Fairies.] Y'know, this would be substantially simpler if you Harry Potter folks could actually fly. Wouldn't leave me trying to explain how a man who was in Chicago this morning can be in Lexington this afternoon without apparently booking a flight through legitimate sources. Or, I don't know, ask that Marcone if he can spare you a plane for the day, there's a thought. Why not. Just wave your stick around and make it glow a bit and he'd probably give the thing to you for Christmas.
[He's rambling. He hates it when he does that unintentionally, so, reasonably enough, he stops.] How do you want to do this. Talk to your Paranet people first, or hear what I've drummed up in the mean time.