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[scots_fuzz]

[Out for an early jog. Really.]

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[docs-xperiment.livejournal.com]

[And who likes to run more than this one?]

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam rounds the path situated near a copse of trees, focused enough that his mind is on the route ahead of him, not necessarily on registering faces (or asses) in front of him.]

[docs-xperiment.livejournal.com]

[That's fine. It's only a matter of time before she starts inviting him to bed again, anyway.

Poor Liam.]

[scots_fuzz]

[His loss, I know. But he's trying to get back into some semblance of peak health, he let himself slip a little moving from Glasgow to New York. Plus he might have even better stamina for bedroom gymnastics if he keeps this up.

But he could use a distraction.]

[twonatured.livejournal.com]

[ Lindsay's always been a morning person, which perhaps explains the way she's jogging with the gusto befitting a hyperactive child in the afternoon. Headphones blaring in her ears, she rounds a corner before barely suppressing a yelp, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with the other jogger crazy enough to be out this early in the morning. ]

Jesus! Oh my god, you scared me.

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam's not particularly a morning person, but he occasionally enjoys having quiet time to himself, and running at zero-dark-thirty in the morning seems as quiet as one can get in a constantly-bustling city. He can actually hear the occasional bird chirping in the quiet of the mornings. Plus the occasional views of pre-dawn fogs and sunrises can be amazing and unexpected.

Literally running into other people? Well that's not always expected either.]

Oh, bloody hell, I didn't see you there, are you all right?

[Yes, the accent is thickly Scottish. And he looks genuinely concerned for your health, Lindsay.]

[twonatured.livejournal.com]

Do I look alright? [ Her face twists into something petulant, taking out an earbud from her left ear and consequently putting Lindsay's vocal volume down a few thankful decibels. ] I nearly ran head-first into another human being, we could have both cracked our heads open or something! You gave me a pretty big fright.

[ She's gesticulating perhaps a bit wildly while she speaks, but just as quick she changes gears, adding thoughtfully: ]

You're not from here, are you?

[pacifistninja.livejournal.com]

*Is walking along the edge of the path sipping her water bottle*

Should we say they know each other or no? <3

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam slows his pace as he rounds the corner, finally stopping to tie the laces on his trainers.]

We could <3

[pacifistninja.livejournal.com]

You know easier to run if you keep them laced. *Smart ass smirk*

[alex-eames-nypd.livejournal.com]

[Walking through the park with a CSI team, she sees Liam jogging through]

Riley! [she flags him down]

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam stops and walks over when he's flagged down. Alex with a CSI team? Uh oh.]

Good morning, Detective Eames. [He looked over at the team, curious.] what's up?

[alex-eames-nypd.livejournal.com]

Morning, Riley. So...you actually have time to exercise, hmm? I can't even do that on a good day. We're finishing up here, but maybe we could meet up later, for coffee, or tea? [is she asking him out? She's rusty at it and it shows.]

[She tells the techs to give her a call with what they've found, letting them know that there will be someone to keep the scene secure]

[docs-xperiment.livejournal.com]

[And who likes to run more than this one?]

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam rounds the path situated near a copse of trees, focused enough that his mind is on the route ahead of him, not necessarily on registering faces (or asses) in front of him.]

[docs-xperiment.livejournal.com]

[That's fine. It's only a matter of time before she starts inviting him to bed again, anyway.

Poor Liam.]

[twonatured.livejournal.com]

[ Lindsay's always been a morning person, which perhaps explains the way she's jogging with the gusto befitting a hyperactive child in the afternoon. Headphones blaring in her ears, she rounds a corner before barely suppressing a yelp, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with the other jogger crazy enough to be out this early in the morning. ]

Jesus! Oh my god, you scared me.

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam's not particularly a morning person, but he occasionally enjoys having quiet time to himself, and running at zero-dark-thirty in the morning seems as quiet as one can get in a constantly-bustling city. He can actually hear the occasional bird chirping in the quiet of the mornings. Plus the occasional views of pre-dawn fogs and sunrises can be amazing and unexpected.

Literally running into other people? Well that's not always expected either.]

Oh, bloody hell, I didn't see you there, are you all right?

[Yes, the accent is thickly Scottish. And he looks genuinely concerned for your health, Lindsay.]

[twonatured.livejournal.com]

Do I look alright? [ Her face twists into something petulant, taking out an earbud from her left ear and consequently putting Lindsay's vocal volume down a few thankful decibels. ] I nearly ran head-first into another human being, we could have both cracked our heads open or something! You gave me a pretty big fright.

[ She's gesticulating perhaps a bit wildly while she speaks, but just as quick she changes gears, adding thoughtfully: ]

You're not from here, are you?

[pacifistninja.livejournal.com]

*Is walking along the edge of the path sipping her water bottle*

Should we say they know each other or no? <3

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam slows his pace as he rounds the corner, finally stopping to tie the laces on his trainers.]

We could <3

[pacifistninja.livejournal.com]

You know easier to run if you keep them laced. *Smart ass smirk*

[alex-eames-nypd.livejournal.com]

[Walking through the park with a CSI team, she sees Liam jogging through]

Riley! [she flags him down]

[scots_fuzz]

[Liam stops and walks over when he's flagged down. Alex with a CSI team? Uh oh.]

Good morning, Detective Eames. [He looked over at the team, curious.] what's up?

[alex-eames-nypd.livejournal.com]

Morning, Riley. So...you actually have time to exercise, hmm? I can't even do that on a good day. We're finishing up here, but maybe we could meet up later, for coffee, or tea? [is she asking him out? She's rusty at it and it shows.]

[She tells the techs to give her a call with what they've found, letting them know that there will be someone to keep the scene secure]