Timecop

[M] for use of weapons.
Contains spoilers for 'Timecop'

Disclaimer: these characters aren't mine, so the voices tell me. But I never listen.


As the gunshots echo, the stranger strides forward. A grim determined look replaces the beguiling smile and twinkling, mirthful eyes he had flashed the soldier. He’s all business, now. Nervous horses straining against their harness, jerk the wagon; the wooden wheels carving deep ruts into the mud road. Bodies sprawled in the wet red earth slow his progress. His tongue flicks the gap in his teeth as he shoves the wagon driver off the seat and frees the horses. He flips the tarp back and checks his haul.


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100 words by moonstarnine.
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