[Chloe] A Cunning Plan

[sinanju]

Who: Chloe, Faith, George, Jack, Damon, Claire, Gene (and Aaron)
When: After/concurrent with Driving to Distraction
Where: Claire's room, aka The Nursery
Invited: Closed
Status: Complete

Note: I'm god-modding Captain Jack a bit, I'm afraid. Sorry about that, Rhoni, but it's only for a bit and it's in a good cause

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[Jack]

[purplerhino]

It was, by far, the strangest experience he had ever had. And considering this island... that was saying something. Being outside your body, looking at it... hell he hadn't even had that experience on the Gamestation. Just darkness, then. Maybe because there were no reapers. Or because they knew he was going to be brought back.

He took position as he was told, and was pushed back. Then he felt a bit heavy, only then realizing he had felt physically lighter outside a body. He was back, in his own body. And it felt good.

He sat up. It was really fun to see how the other half lived, but he did like his own equipment.

However, watching Faith kiss herself. That was something he could appreciate. After all, he and George had gone a lot farther. He made note that he wasn't the only one of the male gender (in body or not) that couldn't peel their eyes away for the hotness that was Chloe and Faith. Blushing though one may be.

He waited until the two separated.

"Yea, Chloe! I'm sure everyone will be willing to throw you a party. Let's go sling some people back where they belong." He rubbed his hands, then looked at George. "Hold it. My guns, if you please." He held out his hand for his gunbelt and empty shoulder holster. Blaise in Amy had that pistol. "And there's a really small blaster in your back pocket."

[George]

[sinanju]

George glanced down at the gun belt around her hips. "Oh--yeah," she said. She unbuckled the belt and handed it over. It was heavier than it looked. Then the shoulder holster. Without that pulling her t-shirt tight her figure was a lot less obvious.

FInally, George reached around and gingerly felt for the pocket pistol. Yeah, there it was. She glanced up at Jack as she freed it from her pocket and handed it over.

"Is that a blaster pistol in my pocket, or are you just glad to see me?"