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Shannon Rutherford (ballerinadreams) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-02 00:46:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, !incomplete, day 06, experiment, location: museum, open, sam anders, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day Six - Morning
Who: Sam Anders, Shannon Rutherford, and OTA who regularly stay in the museum (feel free to jump in whenever if you like, guys)
What: Experiment time! Aaaawkward...
Where: the museum
When: Day Six, morning
Rating: R for language and subtext
Warning: Nudity, but nothing sexual
Status: Incomplete; dropped

With a soft sigh and a tiny smile, Shannon awoke to the sight of the morning sun peeking into the windows of the room in which she'd fallen asleep, spooning Sam as per their usual arrangement. It had been a cold night and, she realized as she stretched, it was an even colder morning. She was dimly aware of a blanket she didn't remember having the night before and thought maybe the Doctor had given it to them after she had fallen asleep for her shift. She was also dimly aware of the warmth of Sam against her back, still holding her close to keep her warm. There was snow falling, much to her surprise, visible through the window and--

Hold on. Time out. Something didn't quite add up. Shannon shook her head slightly and blinked rapidly, trying to get her head. She felt almost as out of it as she had when she'd first arrived her, although not quite as such. But something felt wrong. Sam felt amazing up against her but...

Shannon lifted an end of the blanket and peeked underneath. Okay, then... Yeah, that was what felt different for sure. Skin on skin. It had been a really long day, yesterday. She'd been hungover and exhausted and, well, horny, so it almost didn't surprise her that she'd slept with Sam before passing out for the night. Except for the part where she didn't actually remember doing it.

"Sam...are you up?" she whispered hoarsely, elbowing him slightly as she snuggled back into him. "Did we...? I feel all weird...like the morning I got here. I must've been really fucking tired..."

Not that she minded, of course. It was Sam. She had wanted it to be Sam, if she was honest, although she'd never admit that out loud - ever - considering the whole thing with Dean in the showers, but... There it was. She just wish that she could fucking remember it. Shit, what a waste.

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cbuck
2009-05-04 02:17 am UTC (link)

In no time flat, Anders was at his clothes, tugging them on, trying to get his balls warm before the froze off.

This was nearly too much. Experiments with needles and scalpels were one thing, social experiments were another. Anders had his fill of social experiments when it came to testing a new life in the fleet. He'd tried living with all the crap on New Caprica. Even being married to Kara seemed like an experiment in enduring pain.

All life after Caprica's bombing seemed a bit unreal. As if being a pro athlete wasn't enough of a dream.

These things all rushed through his head as he tugged on his pants and shirt, quickly followed by his shoes for his cold feet.

{{OOC: you guys go for it, I'll hop back in once they're done out there.}}

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demonboyking
2009-05-12 10:13 pm UTC (link)

Sam had started to reach for the door at the same moment Shannon moved forward to pull it shut and his hand brushed her arm as she reached for the door. He stilled, swallowing and standing a little straighter than his usual slouch as she pulled back. Shannon blushed as she said she was fine and Sam couldn't help but think that the bit of color in her cheeks only managed to make her look even prettier than usual. "Don't," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, you don't have anything to be embarrassed about." He meant with the situation, after all it wasn't like she'd gotten drunk and woken up naked with a complete stranger, but the moment he said it he was worried it had come across as more of a comment on her physique.

There was an awkward pause in which Sam tried extra hard to maintain eye contact, but couldn't think of anything else to say that wouldn't come across as suddenly inappropriate as that last comment had. The awkward way in which she started talking and then trailed off made him wonder if she thought he was staring. "Oh, yeah, right," Sam said, nodding as she started backing towards the door behind her. He glanced downwards when she raised her clothes up, reflex momentarily overriding logic and then he was back to maintaining careful eye contact. She seemed to hesitate and he wondered if he should apologize or explain, but mainly he knew anything he tried to do would lead to further awkwardness. Instead he gave her a small smile and raised his eyebrows. "I'll wait out here," he said slowly. "You know, keep watch."

Shannon blushed again and Sam felt responsible for making this whole situation even more mortifying than it was already. He shot her another forced smile before she closed the door and it fell away into a frustrated frown. "I'll keep watch," he said, making fun of himself and shaking his head. "Nice one, Sam."

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