It's a post. A posty post.
0. Mostly, I wanted to show off this icon I made. *points*
1. Writer's block like whoa. I get like one sentence out and get distracted by something shiny. My brain's doing something that goes a little bit like Trek! Jooster! Joostertrek! No, wait! Fireflytrek! TorchJooster! Ianto is Jeeves and they're on the Enterprise and run into Serenity! And ( Read more... )
"Specific dream rabbit," River says, looking straight through Bertie.
Bertie squirms under the penetrating gaze, wondering if the girl's got some aunt in her or if she's just stark-raving.
One of Jeeves's eyebrows climbs towards a less-than-usually kempt hairline.
"You're his, he's yours," she says back and forth between them, as though speaking to excessively dim children. She shakes her head in a lord-what-fools sort of way. She captures a surprised Bertie's hand and starts to a song there's no way she can know.
Dashed unnerving, Bertie thinks later, once Simon's explained, to have someone learn the fox-trot straight out of one's head. But he does his due diligence and dances with her, never one to refuse a lady. He nearly (only nearly) trips over his own feet when River pirouettes round and round and twirls him straight into Jeeves, still singing high and mad and haunting but my baby don't want nobody but me.Jeeves looks approbrious, his every thread proclaiming that ( ... )
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