[There is a rustle, and another-- too big and too regular to be coincidence-- and after a moment the undergrowth parts and a tall man steps into the edge of the clearing she's passing through, carrying a large length of pipe which has obviously seen a good bit of use.
He's not expecting to see another living soul; his eyes widen, but he doesn't let go of his weapon.]
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Date: 2014-03-30 09:23 pm (UTC)He's not expecting to see another living soul; his eyes widen, but he doesn't let go of his weapon.]