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Fuck. Jimmy. He didn't want to think about it right now, didn't want that sort of crap in his mind. Flying would help. Flying would always help.
He thought briefly about owling Devi, or Adam, or Teatime, and asking them along, but figured if anyone was meant to show up they would.
Calmly, he kicked off, slowly spiralling up over the Quidditch pitch.
He thought briefly about owling Devi, or Adam, or Teatime, and asking them along, but figured if anyone was meant to show up they would.
Calmly, he kicked off, slowly spiralling up over the Quidditch pitch.
Re: You're a dancer, but you're dancing on air....
Date: 2006-02-07 09:55 am (UTC)"We have to find a spaceship. I wonder if Mal or Kaylee knows where Serenity is...."
She wondered whether she should try to explain about feeling it, then decided not to. "Yes," she said instead, "it is."
((OOC: Don't know if you got my email yet--- I'm about to sign off for the night... and I really, really wish I didn't need to sleep! :D))
Re: You're a dancer, but you're dancing on air....
Date: 2006-02-07 09:15 pm (UTC)Re: You're a dancer, but you're dancing on air....
Date: 2006-02-08 02:08 am (UTC)"I'd like it if Kaylee came flying...."