Over the course of his rather interesting life, Kyle Hobbes had the misfortune to have bunked with all manner of people and most of them irritated him. Surprisingly, Former Father Jack Landry was not one of them. The blonde man was neat, not prone to senseless chatter and didn't get flustered by the occasional appearance of a multitude of large guns and knives.

It was actually kind of amusing. He'd seen Jack open the tiny medicine cabinet that hung over the sink (the shower and toilet were in a side room no bigger than a closet), peer inside, then slowly close the mirror. He took a breath before turning to Hobbes and asking, "Grenades in the medicine cabinet? Really?"

He shrugged and smirked. "Why not?"

Jack shook his head, but Hobbes saw the smile pulling up the corner of the other man's mouth. "So, if I try to clean the bathroom, am I going to find more in the toilet tank?"

"Nah," Hobbes replied, turning back to the surveillance camera he was trying to wire a longer lasting battery into. "There's a S&W Magnum in there."

Clearly thinking Hobbes was joking, Jack laughed, then, as realization hit, he blinked. "Oh," he said, glancing towards the bathroom before shrugging it off. "Good to know."

Ash Hobbes continued his work, he heard Jack moving around the small kitchen area and, after a minute, the smell of strong coffee filled the air. Smirking, he wondered if Jack had seen the box of C4 he kept behind the coffee filters.


Comments, pretty please?