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Who: Owen Harper
When: After this
Where: In his room
What: He gets a message from Jack about the meeting with Kaylee and prepares to contact her to arrange a place they can meet
Owen stood up, folded his arms across his chest and sighed, turning away from the desk, he suddenly looked back reluctantly at the laptop computer, shook his head and then walked towards the window and stared outside.
Be careful. For your sake and hers. How the bleeding hell was he supposed to take that? She was suicidal? Ready to kill him? What?
The view was the same as always, but he didn't really see it, it was just somewhere to look.
The fact that Kaylee hadn't suggested where they should meet told him how distracted she must have been (it seemed that sometimes even Jack failed to work his usual magic), which left it to him to contact her.
He could have turned up at her door, but somehow he still felt that wasn't a good idea. Jack may have broken the ice, but he still felt reluctant to take the next step.
The disaster that had been the last time they had met nagged at him, but she had said she wanted to meet, so now it was up to him to dot the i's, cross the t's and do his damnedest not to put his size nines in it.
Sighing again, he went back to the desk and sat down.
PM to Kaylee Frye
When: After this
Where: In his room
What: He gets a message from Jack about the meeting with Kaylee and prepares to contact her to arrange a place they can meet
Owen stood up, folded his arms across his chest and sighed, turning away from the desk, he suddenly looked back reluctantly at the laptop computer, shook his head and then walked towards the window and stared outside.
Be careful. For your sake and hers. How the bleeding hell was he supposed to take that? She was suicidal? Ready to kill him? What?
The view was the same as always, but he didn't really see it, it was just somewhere to look.
The fact that Kaylee hadn't suggested where they should meet told him how distracted she must have been (it seemed that sometimes even Jack failed to work his usual magic), which left it to him to contact her.
He could have turned up at her door, but somehow he still felt that wasn't a good idea. Jack may have broken the ice, but he still felt reluctant to take the next step.
The disaster that had been the last time they had met nagged at him, but she had said she wanted to meet, so now it was up to him to dot the i's, cross the t's and do his damnedest not to put his size nines in it.
Sighing again, he went back to the desk and sat down.
PM to Kaylee Frye