janica carlile || desmond hume (pushthebutton) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2010-06-04 01:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | janica carlile, thomas doyle |
Who: Thomas Doyle and Janica Carlile.
What: After their 'date', they head home on the Heart of Gold.
When: Thursday night.
Where: Space.
Warnings: Who knows.
Considering it was her first time in space, Janica thought she was handling things pretty well. There had been a minimum of panic when she'd seen exactly how they were getting to the restaurant. Then there had been the restaurant itself. She knew that she'd stared, but how could she not? Her entire month was turning in to some kind of surreal dream, and this just topped it off. There wasn't a better way to top anything better than the end of the universe, really. Which, to tell the truth, she was still reeling from. The shiny white walls of the ship were a welcome relief from the sensory overload she'd been going through during dinner.
She slid in to a seat, quietly dreaming of an hours worth of quiet and a hot cup of tea. It wasn't that she was having fun. It was just that she was starting to think that she could actually feel her brain melting. At least Thomas was helpful. He took it all in stride, like he went to space with strange women every day of the week. With him all composed, it was easier for her not to have a full on breakdown. She still wasn't ruling out that it might be a possibility when she got home, but for the moment, she was holding things together pretty well.
Just so Thomas didn't think he was being a terrible host (which he wasn't), she smiled. "That was fun. Definitely, um, new."