Formal affairs were not for the faint of heart.  Or perhaps they were.  He wasn't entirely sure.  He just knew as he stared at himself in the mirror, it felt like all this dressing up was entirely too complicated.  Especially the bit about trying to tie his tux ( Read more... )

And then there were five ( Read more... )

They're cutting down trees, they're putting up reindeers and singing songs of joy and peace....

She's not a girl who misses much...

Two in the afternoon. Sunday. Jogging. Well not really jogging, technically he was running. But it wasn't the real kind of running. The speed constituted running, but the activity he considered jogging ( Read more... )

Doesn't have a point of view, knows not where he's going to....

[muses_gonewild  prompt 63. "Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy." - Drew Barrymore (quote)]

It wasn't supposed to be an overnight journey.  It was supposed to be quick, drive in to investigate, return to UNIT headquarters, get home.  Leave impossible piles of paper work (data entry work?) for tomorrow morning.

But it had turned ( Read more... )

He stumbles as he lands in his destination.  Tripping slightly as he leans against the low rising wall.  The sun beats down and he can smell the grass.  It's strange the way grass smells different depending on the time and place ( Read more... )

Visits to a particular past and future.....

[ooc:  This verse takes place about 8 years into his future.  He has met the AU version of Jack and stolen his vortex manipulator]

He landed with a thud near the window, shaking his head as he adjusted to the rough landing from the vortex manipulator.  He grabbed onto the window ledge to pull himself back up to his feet.

Once standing he peeled open ( Read more... )