Reaching out, he pushed a tendril of wet hair off Jim's forehead. "That's something I miss being up there. The sunrise," he pointed up. The beach here was nice too. Not quite private, not like their little corner of paradise out there on Risa. Waiting for them to return, hopefully soon.
"What time things getting started today?" he asked, leaning back on his hands as a warm breeze wafted through his hair - another hot day. Things were moving along quick enough, thank fuck, but this trial couldn't be over fast enough for him.
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Date: 2010-05-10 01:27 am (UTC)"What time things getting started today?" he asked, leaning back on his hands as a warm breeze wafted through his hair - another hot day. Things were moving along quick enough, thank fuck, but this trial couldn't be over fast enough for him.