Shinichi snorted, in spite of himself. He couldn’t help it. It was just too ridiculous. “Caffeine is the ambrosia of the gods,” he agreed with a grin. But they needed to be a little more realistic here, didn’t they? “But I think it’s more that they don’t want us to know what year it is. The newspapers in town today were the same; they just had the day of the week instead of an actual date. I think Landel’s just messing with us, as usual.”
Anyway, now that they had their immortal Cokes, it was time to go.
“C’mon. Let’s see what’s behind door number one.”
[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/900785.html?thread=69806257#t69806257).]
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Shinichi snorted, in spite of himself. He couldn’t help it. It was just too ridiculous. “Caffeine is the ambrosia of the gods,” he agreed with a grin. But they needed to be a little more realistic here, didn’t they? “But I think it’s more that they don’t want us to know what year it is. The newspapers in town today were the same; they just had the day of the week instead of an actual date. I think Landel’s just messing with us, as usual.”
Anyway, now that they had their immortal Cokes, it was time to go.
“C’mon. Let’s see what’s behind door number one.”
[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/900785.html?thread=69806257#t69806257).]