more_flexible: (Jack/Doctor)
more_flexible ([personal profile] more_flexible) wrote2007-02-22 02:40 am
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[for the doctor]

Thursday was a spectacular day. Not too hot, not too humid, the sky was a gorgeous blue and the breeze stirred the air just enough. Jack woke with the sun and was finishing up the cutting of the treads. He had a pile of bamboo cut to length for spindles and he'd selected the nearby tree he'd use for the center support. Now all he needed was to assemble the spiral staricase up twenty feet or so, and then fix the landing so the short bridge would tie on.

Sometimes he was really happy with the bookshelf.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll never stop loving you. It hurts seeing you kissing everyone but me," he admitted quietly. "I can't touch you without wanting more...I suck at this."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded, leaning his forehead against Jack's. "I know, sweet. But I have to live," he explained. "You're doing better than some would have."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I know...just don't be surprised when I pull away because I don't want to see it. Or hear it," he sighed, finally letting go and stepping back.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay," the Doctor said, settling his gaze still on Jack. He...was glad to hear the truth.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Would you still like to help?" he asked as he picked up the tread again.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," the Doctor said, definitively. He handed a few parts over.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Work was good. Work gave him something to focus on besides words and thoughts and half naked people he missed so much it made him ache. Ten steps, bannister, ten more, another bannister. The staircase went up quickly...relatively.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor kept handing him parts, helping him out. He figured it was the least he could do. It really was, after all.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Once he was high enough, he put up the landing and came back down. "Now for the daring part," he grinned. "This is the part I really need help with...would you go into my room and catch the ropes?"

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
"You're rappelling?" the Doctor asked, but headed in and up, dashing up the stairs. He leaned into Jack's window. "Hey."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey!" he called from the ground, mounting the stairs again with a bundle of planks and rope. When he got to the top, he unwound one of two coils. "Ready?" he asked, poised to throw the end across the gap.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," the Doctor called back, leaning a bit further, still inside far enough to keep his balance, but ready for action. "Let's have it."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-25 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He threw two coils together, keeping a tight hold to his ends. "Secure those to the frame. I cut holes," he hollered.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor caught them and nodded. "Right," he called back, threading each rope and tying a tight and secure knot, with enough give to not pull too hard when weight was put on it.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Jack tied off his end as well, securing the rope around the tree, then rolled out the planks that he'd tied together. He inches his way out, tying them into place as the whole bridge swayed high above the ground.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor watched, letting go of the knots but staying close to make certain that he'd catch them if they did give way. Not that they would; they were good knots.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
For Jack, the process took forever, but it was really only minutes before he had reached the treehouse and was off the bridge and in his room. "Thanks," he grinned as he looked back at the work. "That worked just like I thought it would."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"No problem. So are you going to crawl out the window every time you want to leave?" the Doctor asked, looking back out at the bridge. "Maybe you should build a door."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"You think I need a door?" he asked, turning back to look at the bridge. "I think I'll add some rope sides to it and it'll be fine."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Jack, sweet," the Doctor said, looking at him, "if anyone's going to be leaving that way, you really think they're going to want to crawl out your window? It's covert and fun the first time, but then it gets old."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
He considered that for a second, head cocked to the side. "I don't think cutting that hole down to the floor would be that hard..." he mused.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks for the lovely time, I'll just crawl out your window now," the Doctor muttered, smirking.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay!" he conceded. "Point taken. I'll make a damn door."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe a wee terrace as well?" the Doctor asked, eyes sparking slightly.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Just a wee one?" he smirked, moving back to survey the space. "I'f I'm going to build a terrace, I may as well build a real bridge."

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