"I don't get sick!"
"I hate to break it to you," Jayson started, shaking his head at the agent lying in bed, bundled up in blankets with a thermometer poking from between his lips. "But you are most certainly sick this time around."
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"I don't get sick!"
"I hate to break it to you," Jayson started, shaking his head at the agent lying in bed, bundled up in blankets with a thermometer poking from between his lips. "But you are most certainly sick this time around."
December July :)
I’ll do this one as mun since brain fail while at Uni XD
July Favourite song/band — Right now, I’d have to say my favourite song is Brave by Sara Barielles (or however you actually spell her name XD) and my favourite band… well that one’s slightly tougher >_< Right now I’m listening to Fun. over and over again, so I suppose I’ll put them down for now XD
December random fact about me - I’m starting to gather information and get to applying to join the army for when I’ve graduated :3
Ooooooooooooooooooolong.
Oolong: What are you hoping to be doing in ten years?
"I'd quite like to think that Sephyr would have recovered enough to not need me around -- not that I want to be away from him -- but I hope that after that, I'll have a full time job somewhere else. Or perhaps persuing the writing career I've always wanted."
//Honestly, I don't know. Part of me hopes to either be in England or Ireland working as a nurse, either at a hospital or in a town clinic, or I'd have joined the armed forces - more likely the British over the Australian - and will be busy doing nursing (or if I get my MD) through there... yeah...
"Don’t look!" ((because sending memes late is what I do))
Jayson froze in place, his eyes wide as he looked at Rita. "W-what is it?" he stuttered, knowing that whatever it was that the witch was telling him not to look at was behind him. Not knowing what it was... he didn't care for it at all.
“I’ll protect you with my life.”
Smiling as he stepped out of the bathroom, Jayson finished pulling his shirt over his head as he approached the bed, sitting down next to his fiancee. "Just as I'll protect you with mine," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the Quartermaster's forehead. "What brought on the declaration though, love?"
I ship us platonically but I feel like you don't like me anymore, and I don't want to make you uncomfortable.
*tilts head* I don't know who this is, or whether this is mun to mun, or muse to muse... *shakes head* Come off anon and inbox me?
"I know what this is!"
Arching a brow, Jayson whipped around to face the linguist, trying to hold back a laugh at the look on his face. He held the artifact high in the air - almost in triumph - and Jayson wandered over to him. "Something SG-1 has come across before?"
Accent //Hi
If I get 5 “accents” I will record myself saying…
4/5