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Characters: John Sheppard, Open!
Location: His office since I HAVENT DONE THAT IN A WHILE
Time: During the disappearances, after genosha trip
Content: BEING WORRIED, throwing darts. You're welcome to grab him for anything, the intro is just general plot device-ing.
Format: Whichever!
Warnings: None for now!
His door is wedged open, and if you glance round the corner you'll see him slumped back in his chair throwing darts at a board opposite his desk. John seems to be talking to someone... although there's nobody in the room. After a second, you might realise it's a speaker phone with... a familiar voice.
"I'm sending you what I have now." Thwack, a dart hits the outer ring of the board. "Although seriously, anyone who's seen Forward to the Past knows this is a pretty bad idea."
"I'm hurt. After everything we've been through you still don't trust me?"
John pulls a non-committal expression and throws another dart. Thwack. "Let's just say I have no other choice."
"Excellent. No need to thank me."
He raises a cynical eyebrow and gives a slightly harder throw. It hits dead centre, and he momentarily looks smug.
"This doesn't make us even, you know."
"It's tragic that you can't survive without me however life isn't fair, Sheppard." John rolls his eyes, and just as he's about to complain to Stark about how he didn't sign up for this -- "I'll call you when I'm done." Click. He glowers at the dialling tone, hits a button on the phone and throws his last dart. It hits centre next to the other. Well, looks like he's up to something. Care to ask him what? Or just ask him about mentor-y things, or security things, or self def class things.
Location: His office since I HAVENT DONE THAT IN A WHILE
Time: During the disappearances, after genosha trip
Content: BEING WORRIED, throwing darts. You're welcome to grab him for anything, the intro is just general plot device-ing.
Format: Whichever!
Warnings: None for now!
His door is wedged open, and if you glance round the corner you'll see him slumped back in his chair throwing darts at a board opposite his desk. John seems to be talking to someone... although there's nobody in the room. After a second, you might realise it's a speaker phone with... a familiar voice.
"I'm sending you what I have now." Thwack, a dart hits the outer ring of the board. "Although seriously, anyone who's seen Forward to the Past knows this is a pretty bad idea."
"I'm hurt. After everything we've been through you still don't trust me?"
John pulls a non-committal expression and throws another dart. Thwack. "Let's just say I have no other choice."
"Excellent. No need to thank me."
He raises a cynical eyebrow and gives a slightly harder throw. It hits dead centre, and he momentarily looks smug.
"This doesn't make us even, you know."
"It's tragic that you can't survive without me however life isn't fair, Sheppard." John rolls his eyes, and just as he's about to complain to Stark about how he didn't sign up for this -- "I'll call you when I'm done." Click. He glowers at the dialling tone, hits a button on the phone and throws his last dart. It hits centre next to the other. Well, looks like he's up to something. Care to ask him what? Or just ask him about mentor-y things, or security things, or self def class things.