Post by Gippal on Jan 16, 2007 21:00:33 GMT
It was a beautiful day as the sun rose above the horizon and slammed against the diligent workers outside Djose Temple. The scene was almost chaotic, with the perpetual sounds of metal clanging together, people shouting in Al Bhed, and conversations that could just be kept...well, alot quieter.
Gippal was sitting alone, on the ground, with his back against a rock wall. Dressed in his usual attire, he was seen doing something that few people even knew about him. Next to him laid the scattered pieces of a .357 magnum Smith and Wesson revolver. Clutching the barrel in his left hand, he swaps it with a bronze brush.
In the middle of his little..."chore", he stops and places the items carefully on the ground. He stood up and stretched, exaggeratively raising his arms above his head and arching his back. "Lookin' already like a beautiful day..." He said to himself while his back was arched.
Deciding not to clean the chambers, he assembled the gun in about three and a half minutes. He walked out from behind the shadow of a nearby tent and stood in the middle of the main temple road, staring out at the sun. "Yep... a beautiful day." He repeated, while stashing the gun in a leather holster, attached to his belt.
Gippal was sitting alone, on the ground, with his back against a rock wall. Dressed in his usual attire, he was seen doing something that few people even knew about him. Next to him laid the scattered pieces of a .357 magnum Smith and Wesson revolver. Clutching the barrel in his left hand, he swaps it with a bronze brush.
In the middle of his little..."chore", he stops and places the items carefully on the ground. He stood up and stretched, exaggeratively raising his arms above his head and arching his back. "Lookin' already like a beautiful day..." He said to himself while his back was arched.
Deciding not to clean the chambers, he assembled the gun in about three and a half minutes. He walked out from behind the shadow of a nearby tent and stood in the middle of the main temple road, staring out at the sun. "Yep... a beautiful day." He repeated, while stashing the gun in a leather holster, attached to his belt.
