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Hesistant Strides (Decisive Uncertainty) [Open]

Apr 21, 2010 21:44

The sand crunched under John's boots, tiny grains working their way up and into the leather and steel crannies. He scowled at the ground as he ran. Sand was damn hard to run on ( Read more... )

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joanna_mccoy April 24 2010, 07:09:09 UTC

Jo was out for a run as well. It felt good. And she knew she'd feel really strong when she got back to the ship, and the lower gravity. Her stamina always went up after a trip to Sha'Kwai.

"Hey Uncle John."

john_grimm April 27 2010, 03:37:32 UTC

John blinked up at the silhouette blocking out the sun.

"Joanna?"

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 03:41:16 UTC

"Last I checked," Jo answered lifting an eyebrow sardonically. "You okay?"

john_grimm April 27 2010, 03:44:40 UTC

"Yeah, just.... dreaming. You know how it is." He grinned up at her, pushing himself to his feet and patting the sand off his clothes.

"What's up then, Ms. Joanna?"

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 03:47:39 UTC

My Dad's insane and he yelled at me and kicked me out for not telling him something I didn't think he needed to be told since he's a Doctor in a workplace full of doctors? And it hurt that he yelled at me and I'm not sure he doesn't hate me now?

"Nothing much. I went camping earlier this week."

john_grimm April 27 2010, 03:55:17 UTC

John stared at her, then continued to brush himself off, speaking as he did so.

"You know. I'm not on anyone's side. I don't report to anyone. I don't judge. In fact, I'm just an ear with a body. And I'm always here."

After finishing picking invisible grains of sand off his pants, John looked up at Joanna, smiling.

"Just throwin' that out there. Crazy Uncle John and his crazy non sequiturs. You know."

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 03:58:28 UTC

"Favorite crazy Uncle John, y'mean," Jo answered, taking a sip of water from her backpack water bottle. "Is someone trying to make you choose sides?"

"I'd probably invest in some sunscreen if you're always here though." She looked up towards the sun. "Kind of bright out here. You'd get burned to a crisp and then where would we be?

john_grimm April 27 2010, 04:09:28 UTC

John slapped himself on his bare chest. "Natural tan, see? Dark as mahogany. Don't burn. And even if I did, you don't have to worry. It'd take a sunburn from hell to keep me from your side." He winked at her.

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 04:14:34 UTC

Jo stared at him suspiciously, her lips twitching slightly. "Has Maw-maw delegated you to keep any eye on me?" Notably not her Dad. She figured her Dad was pretty wrapped in his own problems and still pissed at her.

john_grimm April 27 2010, 04:20:11 UTC

John frowned. "Hell no. As I said, I'm not on anyone's side. I'm not a spy, and I'm not a mercenar- .... okay. I'm a mercenary. But only technically. What I mean to say is I'm my own man. You don't have to worry about me doing the bidding of others." He snorted. "S'aaaaall me."

He paused. "Why would Emma want me to keep an eye on you?"

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 04:25:05 UTC

"She's over-protective and she worries about me," Jo shook her head, not quite meeting John's eyes. "Mother-hen tendencies. She probably worries about you too, but I'm the grand-daughter."

"I wouldn't ask you to take sides, since there aren't sides. Don't quite know what you're worrying about. I take care of myself. I may not look it, but I'm good at looking after myself. I don't need folks to take care of me. I've been taking care of myself since fifteen."

john_grimm April 27 2010, 04:29:31 UTC

John smiled.

"Join the club. It's V.I.P. And yeah. I know. Emma loves you, but she also loves playing the grandma. S'only natural I guess."

Throwing his hands over his head, John arched his back, the vertebrae crackling into place. " I know there aren't sides. Just wanted to make sure that you knew that I'm not biased in any way. You need to talk, let's talk. You don't wanna say shit, silence is golden. I'm a resource."

He paused.

"I'm not gonna say 'use me' 'cause that's fucking dirty. But... yeah. Resource. No pressure, Ms. Joanna."

joanna_mccoy April 27 2010, 04:41:36 UTC

"Only the best are accepted?" Jo laughed. "I'm good with her doing that. Nothing wrong with takin' care of family, right?"

"That sounds nasty. You need more oil in your diet, Uncle John." She cracked her own back, twisting side to side with a groan.

"I already use you for a lot, teach. Oh, I did turn in my thesis." She'd missed two lessons from working on that.

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