http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-09-19 07:26 pm

First Floor Garage, Tuesday Evening

Dressed in a pair of old denim overalls and t-shirt, Sam sat on the floor next to her motorcycle/swoop bike, surrounded by many, many scavenged, rigged, and purchased parts, her tool box, and the schematics, which she'd reclaimed from the Danger Room Shop once the garage renovations were complete.

Today was all about the power source. Gasoline and combustion engines were so very twentieth century.



[ooc: Post is open!]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do want to meet him. And I'd prefer if my head didn't explode, so that'd be great." Jack wandered over to stand behind Sam and stare at the schematics, resting one hand on the back of her neck. "What's next?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Should we wait until the glue sets?" he asked, sliding his fingers up Sam's neck and rubbing gently.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"In a minute. And what if I don't want to stop?" he teased as he started rubbing her shoulders. "Three years might not be long enough."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good answer." Jack kissed the top of her head and slipped his arms around her waist, heedless of any grease.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll just have to help me get clean," he replied, smiling as he snuck his fingers under the edge of her shirt. "And I'd be happy to return the favour. Once we're done here, of course."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sorry." He put his hands behind his back and tried to look contrite. "Think the glue will be dry yet? And how do we check the seals?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"What are we going to do until then?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was getting that feeling." Jack smirked back at her and held out his hands. "Tell me what to do."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can manage the cleaning but I have no idea what constitutes a flaw." Jack walked over and rubbed his finger down a bit of greasy metal. "What if I clean and you inspect?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack sat and promptly spun it, grinning at Sam as she flashed past, until it slowed and finally stopped. "This is fun," he said as he put one hand on her shoulder to steady himself. "Can I help you again sometime?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"But you'll do something else," he pointed out. "And I'm interested in it because you're interested it." The gear in one hand, and the rag in the other, he bumped his shoulder against Sam's as he started to clean. "But I'm kind of enjoying it for its own sake. Why did you think I wouldn't be interested?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-09-20 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"But I'm not most people." Jack pulled his own goggles off and glanced sideways at her, still cleaning the gear.