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Post by Kally on Jun 22, 2008 21:10:51 GMT
((thi sis after the phone call to find out more about John. Problem is, this is still happening so Will will reveal more about what happened in the phone call as it happens. If that makes any sense at all....which it doesn't. xD))
Will shuffled the papers around on his desk and sipped a glass of water. Slipping on his 'clever specs' he glanced over some forms that he should be filling in. He used to have to wear glasses to read as a child, but as he grew older his vision had grown better and he had needed the glasses less and less. Now he just wore them occasionally out of habit, and his sister called them his 'clever specs' claiming that the only time Will looked as though he had a brain was when he was wearing them.
Will heard footsteps coming from the stairs and looked up. Storm was opening the door, followed by... John! John must have been let out after all. Will gave a sigh of relief. John being let out menat he didn;t have to have an argument with Storm about whether to let him out or not. The problem with arguing with Stormj is that she nearly always won. Which was rather annoying.
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Post by Owen Harper//Storm Skylar on Jun 24, 2008 15:20:15 GMT
Strom walked through the door with John. She still wasn't to sure about the guy, but then what choice did she have in all of this, she was letting him out anyway, before she fell. As they had come up she had stopped and wrapped her arm and took some pain pills. As soon as this whole Ghost thing stopped she would go to the hospital, but not now. They really needed to get a doctor working here. She looked up to see Will. The dream when she was knocked out came rushing back. Will bloodied and dieing, her not getting there in time to save him. It was just a dream, though, and as he sat there at his desk with his glasses on she found him quite sexy. As she moved into the room she really didn't know what to say, or do, so she just walked in a few paces then lend on the wall, keeping her arm, that was still hurting a little, well away from harms way.
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Post by Gareth>><<Captain John on Jun 24, 2008 19:26:55 GMT
John had followed Storm from the cells into an office where his eyes immediately fell upon the handsome young man behind the desk. He gave a snort of laughter as he noticed that Will was weaing his 'clever specs' although the glasses did make look extra yummy. He absentely ran his tongue over his lips as he stared at him.
Giving his head a quick shake out of fantasy land, John looked around the small office. Noting the messy pile of papers on the desk, he gave a soft smirk.
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Post by Kally on Jun 24, 2008 21:22:24 GMT
Hey Storm. John. Will said, looking back at the forms. A secret smile played across his lips. With john out of the cells, it would be far easier to arrange some sort of probationary job for him at Torchwood: If he wanted one.
Will looked up and absent-mindedly clicked a pen. Sorry about earlier Storm, er. he said, unsure how to carry on without explaining the him/john thing.
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Post by Owen Harper//Storm Skylar on Jun 25, 2008 15:10:44 GMT
Storm looked at Will then at John as he walked in. He looked at the man... almost like he had the waiter the other night! Great stupid flirt get away from my guy. His mine and you ca't have him! She smiled at Will and shrugged. Then walking with her bandged arm to her desk she started to put the piles of papers that must have been nocked out of place some time in the day. Out of all the desks, Will's Alex's and her's, Her's was not cleanest. Most everything was in it's place.
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Post by Gareth>><<Captain John on Jun 25, 2008 21:44:56 GMT
The captain casually walked up to the desk which Will was sat at and leant on it, eaning close to Will, hoping not to make it too obvious to Storm but defeinetely keeping within close proximity to Will, just for him to be clear.
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Post by Kally on Jun 25, 2008 21:56:05 GMT
Will looke dup to find John's face temtingly close to his own. Storm's back was turned, he could just reach out and stroke his face his hair- no. Will resisted and looked down, focusing on som Weevil case he was supposed to be finishing.
Will glanced at John, then hurriedly away. He was worried about Storm and how she would react. He decided to change the subject onto her. Hey, Storm, What did you do to your arm? he asked,
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