House (gregory_housemd) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2014-07-15 18:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !plot, kytana montrose, ~greg house |
Who: House and Kytana
What: Frolicking like teenagers
Where The beach
When: Backdated to Monday afternoon
Rating: Most likely high
Open: Nope
Status: Ongoing
Not a single drop of sweat dripped off his body, despite the fact that he had lapped the entire island in mere minutes. And all in just a pair of flip flops and swimming shorts. The sheer strength he felt was immense and he was allowing himself to enjoy every second of it. House was almost one hundred percent sure that this wouldn't last. Whether it be a day or a week, he was determined to make use of everything he was capable of.
He slowed as he reached the beach again and jogged to wear the waves reached the sand. He took a deep breath and allowed the sea air to fill his lungs. Bringing the tips of his fingers to push against his neck, House assessed his pulse. He barely reached sixty beats per minute. "Cool." House grinned wildly.