http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-11-08 07:49 pm

First Floor Garage, Wednesday Evening

Sam was crouched down next to her swoop bike, making some adjustments to the clutch, which was sticking a little, and the brakes, which needed to be made much more solid if she was going to continue going at the speeds she wanted to.

She hummed tunelessly as she worked.

[ooc: Open to all, thread with Jack Harkness locked to them.]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it just means I'll slink off all alone and mope, convinced that I'm completely unlovable." He grinned and added, "There might even be sad sighing."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
It hit him like a board to the back of the knees and he clenched his fingers in Sam's shirt, kissing her back with everything he had. His breath was ragged when he finally pulled away. "No chance of that happening now," he muttered, smoothing down her shirt.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Jack didn't respond, just held her close for a minute, then deliberately stepped away. "I'll see you, Sam," he said, brushing the back of his hand against her cheek before turning for the door.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2006-11-09 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jack paused and smiled over his shoulder. "You can count on it," he said, then disappeared out the door.