onlyonezen (onlyonezen) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-06-03 15:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | daryl dixon, jax teller |
Who: Jax and Daryl
What: Fixing up bikes and chatting
When: now
Where: prison
Warnings: mild language
Catching up with Sookie and Loki filled a quota for social interaction in the southerner's mind. But just because he didn't think he was going to end up talking to anyone else, was it actually true. His hands were streaked in grease as he knelt before his bike with a rag, cleaning off one of the pieces he'd been tinkering with. That should keep her running a little more smoothly.
He sat back on his haunches and huffed out a breath, elbows resting on his legs so his hands would hang in the air instead of getting the rest of him dirty. It felt good to keep himself busy, sometime soon he'd get back into the woods and see if he could pull in some small game. Maybe this time he'd take Sookie or someone else out with him. He didn't need to company, but some of these people needed the skills.