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lysoke ([personal profile] lysoke) wrote in [community profile] makinglies2014-05-03 11:33 pm
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U.S.S. Trainwreck

U.S.S. Orchid

Dale Barbara
Captain
Richard Alpert
First Officer
Riff Raffit
Chief Medical Officer

Jack Harkness
Chief Engineer
Bucky Barnes
Chief of Security
Jet Link
Helmsmen

Johnny Rayflo
Comms Officer
Locke Cole
Navigator
Baron
Science Officer

Toboe
Ship-Kid
Sirius Black
Bartender
Amelia Novak
Ship Counselor


These are the adventures of the U.S.S. Orchid, their ongoing mission: to not fuck up space too bad wherever they go.
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[personal profile] thislevelofperfection 2014-05-05 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Jack actually felt a bit of surprise and he knew it showed on his face. It wasn't like he didn't think anyone else would be interested in Bucky, it was just that the other man never said a thing about it, never even gave a hint that there was someone in the picture.

"Really now? Well, you should know: I'm open to sharing."

[personal profile] thoughtyouweredead 2014-05-05 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't a response he was expecting and his initial reaction was to laugh. For all he knew, Jack was joking--it was hard to tell sometimes with that man--but a feeling told Bucky he was serious. And some part of him wasn't really surprised by that thought either.

"I can't really speak for him, but unfortunately, I'm not really the sharing type. Besides, your five minutes are up."

He started backing up towards the door.
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[personal profile] thislevelofperfection 2014-05-07 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Jack came closer to the balcony, as though attempting to follow. It was disappointing to hear that, but he had fun with the teasing and the flirting, so it wasn't likely to put him off from that.

But there was one thing that now had him burning with curiosity.

"Wait, won't you tell me who the lucky fellow is? I gotta know."

[personal profile] thoughtyouweredead 2014-05-07 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Incorrigible. That was probably the word he'd choose for Jack if asked. Charming, but incorrigible, if he had to choose two.

"Sorry, Harkness, that is classified information. See you."

Bucky gave a small salute and turned, the doors sliding shut with a light mechanical sound behind him. Jack would just have to deal with not knowing, for now, he needed to head back to his quarters if he wanted to be ready for his 'date.'
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