“I would love to, Jack Harkness. That sounds lovely.” Bela said, even though she hardly knew what shrimp and grits was. But, it involved shrimp, so she figured that it must be good. “Let’s go.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice!” he exclaimed. Nodding, Jack dragged her…
“‘s all right, Captain.” Bela said, giving him a nod. She knew there were many complicated things in Jack’s life and sometimes he had to tackle them before he could hang with his friends. “We should head back to the TARDIS anyway.”
All right… I know I haven’t been on lately. My time has been consumed by classes, homework, exams, friends, and the boyfriend. Next week is dead week, and my exams are a week after. I’m attempting to get a job this summer, but I should be around more then (Considering all my friends live in Alabama or Tennessee and I’m from Connecticut.)
I’m trying to take the next week to work on studying (I need to kick Chem in the ass!!) and I’ll probably be at my boyfriend’s for D&D during my free moments over the next two weeks.
I’ll see y’all soon.
And on another, more serious note. My good friend, Miguel, is in the hospital right now. His intestines twisted, and according to the doctor, there’s a chance that they can fix themselves, but they might have to perform surgery. Miguel is one of the most important people in my life, so if you could take a bit of time to tweet him some well-wishes, I think he’d really appreciate it. His twitter is @Mtlano
Just Rory Williams’ heart.
Haven’t been able to do much else, yeah?
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Jack stepped back into a stance, ready to take action. As the enormous gator ran by after the stick, he leaped onto it’s back, gripping it as tightly as he could around it’s thick neck. A second later, both of them vanished in a flash of blue light, then only Jack returned, looking somewhat worse for wear.
“Phew…………. that was a trip! Wanna get some shrimp and grits?” he asked, swiping his hands on his coat and flashing a wide grin.
“I would love to, Jack Harkness. That sounds lovely.” Bela said, even though she hardly knew what shrimp and grits was. But, it involved shrimp, so she figured that it must be good. “Let’s go.”
“You know what. That plan just might work,” Jack mused, then leaned down, poking Bela in the chest. “Grab another stick and be a distraction for me, would you dear?” he asked with a cheeky grin.
“Anything for you, Love.” Bela replied, giving him a smirk. She looked around and managed to find a good sized stick, and picked it up. She waved it around in the air and grinned, whistling at the creature. “Come here, you undergrown tyrannosaur!” She shouted, before hurling the stick over, away from them.
“No…there was rift activity here, Bela! This isn’t right! I thought we closed all the rifts!? What the hell is going on?” Jack shouted, just as clueless as she was for the moment.
“Just calm down. We have to get these guys back to their own time. But the question is… how!? Any bright ideas!?” he gasped, cringing as the large gator snapped at them again. He bent down, picking up a large stick from the ground. “Fetch Fido!” the Captain called out, then tossed the stick, which the creature chased after.
“You want to wrestle it and piggy back it back to its time? Your manipulator is still working, yeah? I mean… Most of the time it isn’t but this time it has to!” Bela insisted, getting more and more nervous. “I don’t think they like sticks, Ja—Well. I guess I was wrong.” She said, interrupting herself after seeing the gator chase the stick. She wasn’t sure how they were going to get out of this situation, but they’ve been in stickier ones before. Might as well have a sticky situation that actually involved sticks.
sammy-traveling-in-a-tardis replied to your post: Envy
I’m not sure why you’d be envious of me Bela. Not exactly like I have a great life.
Because you’ve had people that care about you for most of your life, Sam Winchester.
