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paradisalost2011-06-01 12:04 pm
perpetualized) wrote in paradisalost2011-06-01 12:04 pm
Entry tags:
51st century types and the unsuspecting men they date
Who: Jack Harkness, River Song, Ianto Jones, The Doctor
What: A double date
When: Night, probably around 8pm
Where: Italian restaurant in town; possibly elsewhere after
Rating: PG-13 for 51st century flirting
Jack is standing at the castle gates, watching the sun dip below the horizon. Smiling, as always, he thinks about how he never gets used to how long the days get in summer, no matter how long he lives. He's dressed as he always is, greatcoat stirring about his ankles in the light summer breeze, but if you knew his wardrobe you'd be able to tell that he was a bit dressed up. His favorite light-blue shirt had been wished up fresh just for tonight, along with a new set of red suspenders. Waiting for the others to arrive, he rests his hands in his coat pockets and looks to the west.
What: A double date
When: Night, probably around 8pm
Where: Italian restaurant in town; possibly elsewhere after
Rating: PG-13 for 51st century flirting
Jack is standing at the castle gates, watching the sun dip below the horizon. Smiling, as always, he thinks about how he never gets used to how long the days get in summer, no matter how long he lives. He's dressed as he always is, greatcoat stirring about his ankles in the light summer breeze, but if you knew his wardrobe you'd be able to tell that he was a bit dressed up. His favorite light-blue shirt had been wished up fresh just for tonight, along with a new set of red suspenders. Waiting for the others to arrive, he rests his hands in his coat pockets and looks to the west.