Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155

Revan opened the door of the apartment, carrying grocery bags. The time was 5:45 pm.

"Have you got the shopping in?" James asked. He was sitting in his chair, facing the ring of computers, back to MacLeod. ''Nine to five downstairs, paycheck came in. Ten minutes walk to the grocer, twenty- two inside, eleven minutes back, two minutes up three flights.

"Yeah," Revan answered, taking the groceries to the kitchen. He set them down by the chemistry lab on the table.

Holmes stood up, picked up his keys, phone, Electrostatic Lockpick, and forensics kit. He then proceeded to take his coat and scarf from the stand by the door.

"Just put the perishables in the fridge, Straud has a case for us."

"Alright then," MacLeod put the milk, eggs, and styrofoam boxes of already cooked curry and rice in the refrigerator, leaving the nonperishables on the table. "Where too?"

"The morgue." 