speedgeek: (Nekkid Daniel)
Stolen from, well, several people on my f-list.

Post a sentence (or paragraph) or two from as many of your WIPs as you want, with no explanation attached.

"Ianto, you're not exactly an environmental crusader. Sure, you buy organic, recycle, and conserve when it's not too much trouble. Why this case? Why this village? Admit it, Ianto, you wouldn't have cared one bit if Llanfairfach hadn't been where and why your parents met."


Malfoy grabbed her shoulders and kissed her. George stopped, shocked. Not nearly as shocked as the two younger kids when they broke apart. They stared at each other, not moving. A full five minutes passed before the spell was broken. Hermione kneed the brat in the family jewels and ran back towards the castle.


"Silly girl. You may have half his genes, but you're still 21st century stock. You're not ready yet for neuropathic processors."


"Jack caught a earlier train back, so I was planning on nailing him into whatever flat surface was closest. Care to stay and watch?"


"You got any better suggestions, Director?"

Jenny narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, as the younger agents dutifully cleared out of the squad room. Only Gibbs could make her title sound like a dirty word. She carefully leaned over his desk and got in his face. "Until you find a body, Daniel Jackson is not dead. Understood?"


"Don't say it."

"You're spying on your ex-wife."

"I told you not to say it."


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