red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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Imitation

Andrew's class had spent the morning trying to match tracks to demons with no success, until Sholeh had a breakthrough.

She realised that the webbed tracks she was studying didn't match the expected stride length indicated by the imprints and the depth wasn't quite right either. She was the only one who figured out that their assignments had all been simulations.

The Slayers needed to learn to fully examine a situation before charging in all guns blazing. Andrew picked up the photographs. At least flipper-wearing beach goers would be safe. However, kids on pogo sticks may be in serious trouble.

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open_on_sunday — challenge #180: legs/feet
Part of the London!verse
Tags: andrew wells, fan fiction, fiction, london, sholeh
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