69 Memory Lane - Wednesday Afternoon

Jan 30, 2008 13:22

Jack had fiddled his security system to a standstill. There simply was no more fiddling to be done to it ( Read more... )

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wevegotrules January 30 2008, 18:37:59 UTC
After her weird encounter with Jack Sparrow earlier in the day, Tosh had disappeared down in the Lair where it was quiet and devoid of pirates. There wasn't, unfortunately, enough to really keep her busy for very long, though, and so she eventually made her way back upstairs.

Curiosity drew her out to see what Jack was working on, as well as a desire to spend a little time with him -- she had come to Milieux partly because she missed being around him, after all -- and she hovered quietly nearby and watched.

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 18:42:17 UTC
"You know that's a good way to get shot," Jack said, though there was no heat in his tone and he didn't look up from where he carefully handled the cartridge in his hand.

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wevegotrules January 30 2008, 18:44:49 UTC
"If it wasn't you, it might be," Tosh agreed. "But I knew you'd know I was here."

She had a cup of coffee in each hand, from a fresh pot Ianto had just made, and she walked over to set one on the table where Jack could reach it. "Do you have a minute?"

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 18:47:53 UTC
Ooo coffee!

Setting aside the cartridge, Jack reached for the mug, pale eyes peering up at her from beneath long lashes.

"Always," he said, nodding towards the bench on the other side of the tables. "What's up?"

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 19:18:08 UTC
Jack looked up and returned Cassie's wave along with giving her a warm smile.

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 19:24:42 UTC
"Good afternoon, Cassie. How are you doing?"

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deputytothelaw January 30 2008, 19:37:45 UTC
"And what exactly are you doing 'ere?" was Gene Hunt's greeting of the day. A cigarette was pressed firmly in his lips.

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 19:43:09 UTC
Jack looked up from where he was sliding a soft cloth through the barrel of his sawed off and blinked.

"Sitting on my personal property, cleaning my personal property?"

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deputytothelaw January 30 2008, 19:44:24 UTC
"Don't need to get defensive, Jacky-boy," Gene said, smirking to himself.

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time_watcher January 30 2008, 19:47:49 UTC
"What can I say, Officer. I'm not feeling like foreplay today."

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