PIRATES for
his_sarah_jane
Nov. 14th, 2008 09:43 amThey have absolutely no idea where they're going, and it's brilliant.
All of it is brilliant. Perhaps not very wise, all told, but that doesn't much matter at the moment. Not when they're laughing and clinging to the console and so very close.
It's easier, with Sarah Jane. Easier to laugh and hug and be. Perhaps it's because he knew her in an easier time; perhaps it's simply because she's Sarah. Perhaps it's both.
It doesn't matter why, because they're landing, and it's time for another adventure.
"Where do you suppose we are?" He's grinning a mad grin, wide and bright and delightfully painful.
All of it is brilliant. Perhaps not very wise, all told, but that doesn't much matter at the moment. Not when they're laughing and clinging to the console and so very close.
It's easier, with Sarah Jane. Easier to laugh and hug and be. Perhaps it's because he knew her in an easier time; perhaps it's simply because she's Sarah. Perhaps it's both.
It doesn't matter why, because they're landing, and it's time for another adventure.
"Where do you suppose we are?" He's grinning a mad grin, wide and bright and delightfully painful.