He gave a small snorted huff of air, amused sounding, but got in the car, closing the door careful, resting his bag on his lap, and turning back to look over the child. Still knocked out, hands fully relaxed. Still breathing. They didn't bother her at all. Good.
He sat his drink in a cup holder at his left, sat his fruit candies in the cup holder in the center, an open offer to Barton for some. And he pulled out his large screen data pad, thumbing it on. You realize he can write reports on this thing?
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Date: 2013-05-23 02:50 am (UTC)He sat his drink in a cup holder at his left, sat his fruit candies in the cup holder in the center, an open offer to Barton for some. And he pulled out his large screen data pad, thumbing it on. You realize he can write reports on this thing?