Midnight in Portsmouth
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jla_watchtowerThe old-yet-new roadster screams down the winding, forested road. As usual, it's being driven as if it's possessed.
The little boy securely buckled into the back seat is torn between enjoying the driver's insanity and feeling like he's going to barf.
The dashboard looks like it's from space, and the boy wonders if maybe it can transform into a robot.
The driver punches a button in the intercom, and there's the sound of a phone ringing.
The little boy securely buckled into the back seat is torn between enjoying the driver's insanity and feeling like he's going to barf.
The dashboard looks like it's from space, and the boy wonders if maybe it can transform into a robot.
The driver punches a button in the intercom, and there's the sound of a phone ringing.
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:23 pm (UTC)"Hi, Doc," she says, before clearing her throat.
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 08:24 pm (UTC)She's already out of bed and slipping her robe on.
"What happened?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 08:29 pm (UTC)"Always for you, Doc. Did you catch 'em?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 08:34 pm (UTC)"Of course."
A beat.
"Do you ever sleep?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:36 pm (UTC)The car screeches to a halt in front of her house in 3:20.
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:41 pm (UTC)"I'm sure he'll chauffer you around some more later. Right now, can you hop up here and let me check you out?"
Jeremy looks up at the red ballcap she's got on her head, her hair slipped through the back of it. "You like the Keystone Flashes? They stink. The Gotham Knights will totally beat them next week..."
Linda just smirks. "This isn't their best year..."
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:42 pm (UTC)As he's about to step in, he stops, looks up... and then looks straight across the street.
"I could use your help on this one."
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:43 pm (UTC)"How did you know I was there?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 08:45 pm (UTC)"How's she doing, Doc?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:46 pm (UTC)With that, he slides into the roadster and slams the door shut. Gunning the engine.
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:48 pm (UTC)He's buckled into the front seat immediately.
"Nice wheels."
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:53 pm (UTC)And they're off to the races.
"Checking up on your ex-wife, then?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:56 pm (UTC)Then his eyebrow raises for a moment, before he remembers that this guy's in the JSA with Uncle Jay.
"Yeah. And you better be treating her right."
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Date: 2007-09-05 08:58 pm (UTC)The winding road is precarious, but the car isn't slowing down at all.
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:00 pm (UTC)His eyes widen as he looks at the man like he's crazy.
"Calm down, Doc. You're going to wreck if you keep this up."
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:02 pm (UTC)Another ridiculous weave.
"I'm good at this."
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:05 pm (UTC)His hands grip the door handle tightly. Just in case he needs to spring into action to avoid hitting a deer or something.
Then he sucks in his upper lip for a second.
"How's the guy?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:08 pm (UTC)"Her husband is a good man, too, and he's been of great help as well."
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:10 pm (UTC)She married the guy. She married the guy.
SHE MARRIED THE GUY.
A hand goes over his eyes, his fingers squeezing inwards until they're pinching his nose.
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:12 pm (UTC)"If it's any consolation, I'm getting the sinking feeling I'm going to be in that particular boat of yours relatively soon."
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:21 pm (UTC)Then, he comes out of his self-absorption long enough to remember what this guy's deal is.
"Oh, right. Dinah? Yeah, sorry about your luck, there, man, but there's no way you can keep Dinah and Ollie apart for very long."
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:39 pm (UTC)His head tilts. "Oh, and didn't she already ditch you for him once already?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 09:46 pm (UTC)Recognizing the tension in Doc's voice. Good job, Jabberjaws.
"Anyway... sorry. But I think you'd be better served just moving on. All she's wanted out of him is a true commitment, and since he'd asked her to marry him, the only wedge between them is evaporated. I know, it sucks, but honestly... I couldn't imagine being with her and struggling NOT to be uber-suspicious of any work she took in Star City."
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:04 pm (UTC)"Perhaps I give her more credit than you do, then."
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 10:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 10:14 pm (UTC)His hand is still gripping the door handle. Trying not to get sick himself.
"Where are we going?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 10:20 pm (UTC)A beat.
"You know, I think you ended a sentence with a preposition in there."
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 10:24 pm (UTC)"How long have you been itchin' to say that?"
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
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