http://mrdmacleod.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-10-24 10:59 pm
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Duncan starts the class with stretching and warm ups, moving everyone out to the track for endurance runs. He seems somewhat preoccupied today.
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[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Duncan's eyebrows go up. "Other people being happy makes you want to puke? Nice attitude, that."

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Usualy it only makes me naseous but that?" Jack points backwards as if to gesture to the past. "That wasn't being happy, that would've made Marry Poppins beat you with her umbrela."

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Duncan chuckles. "Well, she could try." He seems privately amused by the idea of being beaten to death.

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Come on, fess up. Who finally managed to make you stop?"

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Just got things on my mind." He looks over. "Who made you so cynical?" His tone is more curious than truly sharp.

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Practice. Lots and lots of practice." Jack smiles despite himself. "Anything you wanna bitch about?"

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah. Not bad things. Old friend in town that I need to look up when I get some time."

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"An old friend or and old friend?"

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckles. (see below--OOC, can't remember the song title)

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
He finds himself whistling a song to which the lyrics are, in part, "a friend with breasts and all the rest, a friend who's dressed in leather..."

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jack just. Stares.

"Okay. Friend friend it is."

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Duncan realizes what he's been whistling and cough a bit.

[identity profile] mrdmacleod.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Duncan jogs faster in the hope of not talking himself in any deeper.
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[personal profile] swerval_zero 2005-10-25 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
*jogs up next to Jack* Hey there! Rory loved her present!

[identity profile] 2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com 2005-10-25 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
*Stare* *Blinks*

Huh? Oh, really? That's great, sorry I couldn't make it to the party I was exhausted. I'm not sure how I actually managed to even get to my room.
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