Apr 30, 2007 12:23
"AUGH! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY BIKE???" Then there was a lot of very colorful swearing in English and Goa'uld.
Those would be the sounds that anyone passing by would hear. Anyone looking in would see Sam Carter, looking very touseled and greasy, sitting on the floor, surrounded by an entirely disassembled swoop bike.
It had taken her a day and a half of weetininess, but she'd gotten the bike down to its original components.
[ooc: Post is open to all, but will be on SP for a couple of hours as I have to return my apartment keys.]
garage,
weetiny2 aftermath,
swoop bike