Dead

[lyndawithay]

*in the blackness, after having shot herself*

*tries to force herself to go in further*

JACK! TIME TO GO!

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[agent_harkness]

;-)

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

*aside to Lynda*

Oh God, they're not going to be all cryptic again, are they...

*dunks icy tentacle-tips into the remains of the coffee to thaw them*

[lyndawithay]

*raises eyebrows and shrugs*

[lyndawithay]

...did you find what you were looking for, Jack?

[agent_harkness]

Oh yeah. Or you could say, it found me.

Thanks, Lynda. Without you, I'd've been stuck out there forever. *kisses you on the cheek*

[lyndawithay]

*looks at the ground nervously*

...none of it came back with you, did it?

[james-gate.livejournal.com]

I gotta get moving. My suitcase is still back at the house and I gotta give Daniel the finger before I go.

[lyndawithay]

*whispers to you*

You seemed fascinated with Jack. Why?

[james-gate.livejournal.com]

That'd be kissing and telling. ;-)

*makes off*