Sixth Floor, Wednesday

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

The drawings were handwavily there and the wood delivery was on time. Since Monday, the NPC construction team had set up the chalk lines and prepared the area where the walls were going up to help the novices get things done.

When it seemed everyone who was coming had managed to show up, Ronon started talking, looking way too good in his leather pants and tight vest. He'd rejected the hard hat for now and had his dreads tied back with a large band. "Okay, today we're framing out and setting up some interior walls."

He went into extreme detail explaining and showing how this was done, and by the end was sure the heat was on somewhere because that slight sheen of sweat was not from exertion. "Some of the pieces are more awkward to hold and nail into place, so help each other out or call me over if you need."

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Re: Lunch [6/3]

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that he had to think about how to answer her, it was more that his lips were busy doing things to her neck that verged on inappropriate. When he finally paused, he lifted his eyes to hers and reminded her of an important fact. "I don't."

Yes, he volunteered out of sheer boredom while she worked.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[solo_sword]

"And yet we're here," she said with a wicked little grin.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Let's not be," he suggested, hand wandering over her back.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[solo_sword]

"Good plan," she said, though then when she went to kiss him, that sort of made things more difficult again.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John thought he always had good plans, even when things went a little skewed. He responded enthusiastically to her lips on his.

Hmm. Was there something they were supposed to be doing? Whatever.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[solo_sword]

They'd get to moving in a minute. At the moment, she... well, okay, she couldn't seem to stop kissing him, wrapping her arms more tightly around him to try and get closer.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

Ronon was going to gag if this went on much longer, even if his Sheppard would beg for a video.

He moved closer to the tongue-tied couple, crossed his arms, and coughed. "Didn't realize face was on the menu for lunch today."

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[solo_sword]

It took a second before Jaina even realized anyone was speaking, and then when she pulled away, it was to automatically say, "We're not doing anything."

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John would...just let her handle this. He considered she could be trying to mind whammy the guy and speaking could mess with that.

He did, however, consider that maybe he should put her down given the way Ronon was glaring.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." Sure Ronon believed that. Or maybe he was just jealous. "Lunch time's over. Hit the road."

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[solo_sword]

"Okay," said Jaina quickly, not even making a move to get back to the floor. Yes, she really was that bad, thinking they'd get downstairs like this. It was all about the proximity.

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll just..." John took a few steps toward the stairwell, girlfriend still wrapped around him. "Go with her, yeah."

Re: Lunch [6/3]

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh," Ronon rolled his eyes at the pair headed for death by staircase. Just so long as he didn't have to watch, Ronon didn't care.

Walking back to the actual work that was left to be done, he stripped off his vest to one better Fraser and his t-shirt.