Aug 01, 2009 22:34
Sam is sitting on the jetty in the late-evening glow, leaning back on one hand and eating a pink-and-white ice cream with the other. (Raspberries and cream, for the record. He approves.) He's swinging bare feet a little, periodically letting them dabble in the water.
(He's been back from Cal's world/the Whoniverse for some days now, if anyone wondered.)
Periodically, a demon bunny dissolves into blue-black flames a little way off. They're getting pesky this evening.
sam linnfer,
puck,
the pilot,
luke smith