| Mary and Charlie. |
[23 Jan 2008|02:03pm] |
Who: Mary and Charlie (and Felix and Anna)
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: A Park
Rating: PG
Open: Jen/Charlie
Since she had arrived in America, every day, at precisely 3:30, Mary left the Blackwell’s townhouse and made her way to the park with two children and four Corgis. If the Children were ill-behaved, then the Corgis were only slightly better behaved. Every day, Mary considered that she should take the collars and leads from the animals and secure them to the children instead. She held firmly onto the hands of the two children as they entered the park, who in turn tried to escape the Nanny’s grasp and then there were the four Corgis who were out to tangle their leads around every tangible object in sight. The British woman let out a yelp of surprise as she felt something bite her hand. Looking down to find the source, she wasn’t surprised to find that it was one of the four children. On impulse, she let go of his hand. The other child, discovering that his brother’s tactic was a successful one, bit Mary’s other hand.
She almost swore out-loud. Instead she let go of the hand of the other child, watching as he raced the short distance towards the jungle-gym. Taking a seat on a near-by bench, Mary glanced down at the already fading bite marks on her hands. She’d know the two Blackwell children for a little over a week and she was finding it hard to connect. She didn’t ‘get’ these children, usually there was some common ground; a love for nature, animals, knowledge - but as far as Mary could tell, the two boys were soulless. And she didn’t use the term lightly. As she sat on the bench with the dogs puffing from the labors of their walk while at her feet, she felt something hit her shoe and almost passed it off as movement from one of the dogs, but logic told her something different. Bending over, Mary peered under the park bench and was surprised to find two smiling children glancing curiously at the dogs, “That’s Sparky” she said, pointing to the dog closest to the other children, letting her eyes dart back to make sure her own little monsters hadn’t destroyed anything or anyone, “He can shake hands, give him your paw”
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[23 Jan 2008|04:58pm] |
WHO: Roxy Fisher
WHAT: Resigning from the FBI
WHEN: Backdated; about 2 weeks ago
RATING: PG-13 for some imagery?
OPEN?: Nope! Narrative
( little steps to normalcy )
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| Are you ready for Lance/Faith?" |
[23 Jan 2008|08:20pm] |
Who: Lance & Faith
What: Getting ready for bed/Catching up
When: Late Tuesday Night
Where: Faith/Lance's bedroom
Rating: PG. Just Fluff! Good for your Grandma!
Open? to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) frakkin_faith only
( Wondering what's on your mind... )
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