Post by Leon Silverblood on Jun 4, 2009 22:46:32 GMT -5
Leon peers down after him and cocks his head. After a moment he announces:
"Down periscope!"
He lowers a fragment of mirror on a stick and squints, trying to see. The shard of glass, swiped from the mirror behind the bar, is tied to the stick with the hair of one of the dolls that hang from his bandolier. Still attached to the doll, who Leon whispers to intently and sometimes with a hint of subdued irritation. He squints into the mirror, finally fishing a flashlight out of his pocket and shining the light fully into it.
"Down periscope!"
He lowers a fragment of mirror on a stick and squints, trying to see. The shard of glass, swiped from the mirror behind the bar, is tied to the stick with the hair of one of the dolls that hang from his bandolier. Still attached to the doll, who Leon whispers to intently and sometimes with a hint of subdued irritation. He squints into the mirror, finally fishing a flashlight out of his pocket and shining the light fully into it.
