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heavyartilleryTitle: Day 30: Midnight
Pairing/Characters: ensemble
Warnings: none
Summary: prompt: Bonus New Year's Chapter!
Lew might have organized the space, but Dick and Harry ran logistics while Carwood hosted. Ron merely showed up.
The company was in full swing.
Luz and Heffron had a poker game goin’—Buck, Tab, and the like betting everything from smokes to hand grenades. Domingus and Perconte somehow managed to scrounge a few crates of (piss poor) brandy. Popeye played his harmonica while Smokey and Shifty crooned away, the occasional trooper clapping or stomping along.
It wasn’t much, kind of a sad affair, really. But it was just what they needed.
Lew checked his watch. “Midnight. Welcome to 1945.”
Yeah, okay, so I'm aware that the boys were in the Bois Jacques January 1, '45, but humor me, okay??? ;)
What a pleasure this has been! Thanks so much--you've all been lovely. Have a fantastic new year!
Pairing/Characters: ensemble
Warnings: none
Summary: prompt: Bonus New Year's Chapter!
Lew might have organized the space, but Dick and Harry ran logistics while Carwood hosted. Ron merely showed up.
The company was in full swing.
Luz and Heffron had a poker game goin’—Buck, Tab, and the like betting everything from smokes to hand grenades. Domingus and Perconte somehow managed to scrounge a few crates of (piss poor) brandy. Popeye played his harmonica while Smokey and Shifty crooned away, the occasional trooper clapping or stomping along.
It wasn’t much, kind of a sad affair, really. But it was just what they needed.
Lew checked his watch. “Midnight. Welcome to 1945.”
Yeah, okay, so I'm aware that the boys were in the Bois Jacques January 1, '45, but humor me, okay??? ;)
What a pleasure this has been! Thanks so much--you've all been lovely. Have a fantastic new year!