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alex summers. ([info]wreakhavok) wrote in [info]x_flashback_x,
@ 2008-09-24 23:52:00

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Entry tags:cyclops, havok

Who: Havok; tag Cyclops
When: Friday, September 19th, 2008 (Evening)
Where: Mansion; Garage.
What: Handywork and talking.
Status: In Progress.
Rating: PG.


Alex threw the screwdriver nonchalantly on the stainless steel table, it rattled loudly ... the tool rolling on its black handle until coming to an abrupt stop. He grumbled softly, narrowing his eyes at the main power grid that was housed underneath his x-jacket, having taken it off to finish some repairs. The cold air inside the garage was welcomed by Alex, a small bead of sweat trickled down his temple as he contemplated the situation. "If I could..." He was already speaking to himself. the bright white fluorescent lights of the garage made his eyes squint. They were bitter companions. Alex leaned over the table, his shadow across the subject of his experiment, studying the main circular panel. Ah, the leak had come from the loose main panel. Probably from too much sparring and heavy usage.

He gripped the screwdriver and went to work. The circle tightened onto the fabric and again onto the steel framework underneath, sealing it shut. His jeans scuffed the floor as he walked around the table and picked up the suit, holding it up in the light, the rib and the shoulder lines leading into the main power grid were subsequently loose, the tubes were outside of the main conduit. "Can't be good." Alex sighed again and threw his suit on the table once more, a thud rang throughout the garage as he leaned against the table with his arms. It was going to be a long night.


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[info]wreakhavok
2008-10-05 01:55 am UTC (link)
Every male worth his salt wanted in Emma's pants, Alex included. But Polaris still mattered to him in some shape or form, which made him relent the thought. Alex had been working on the last part of his little fix, finally getting it done. He sighed in between Cyclops' words and stood up, grabbing the suit and hoisting it over his shoulder like a jacket. He glared at Scott for a moment. Since when was Scott not boasting about his lovely and undeniably sappy relationship with Jean. Something was the matter, but Havok was not one to prod and ask questions unless it was brought up.

Alex shook his head softly, while putting the tools away in their respective bins. "You always have work to do, leader." He turned towards Scott and did a mock salute. Oh, I'll talk to her alright. "Okay, I'll see if I pass by her office one of these days." Least he could do. Well, he could do a lot of things in that office. Including Lorna.

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