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Log: Ongoing
When; Monday Afternoon
Rating; G
Characters;Sherlock Holmes Lars Sigerson ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Summary; Two men using false names meet over a Spitfire
Log;
Sometime the night before Jack had gotten on the Net long enough to get a message with directions to Lars Sigerson so that the man could find the warehouse on Monday. Not that the warehouse was hard to find but it might have saved Lars some walking.
Jack himself had gotten to the warehouse fairly early that morning armed with the schematics he'd been working on over the weekend. It was the last of the wiring work, the majority of it finished thanks to the help from Anakin but these were the final bits and pieces that would ultimately control the wing and tail flaps back up to the cockpit.
Afraid of playing his beloved Glenn Miller record down to the numb, Jack had brought his CD player today and had it off in a corner of the warehouse, piping out Vivaldi at a reasonable level. The warehouse was heated enough against the chill for Jack to be able to do the delicate work without having to wear gloves and his long coat and waist coat hung over the back of a chair, leaving him in his dress shirt, the antique pocket watch tucked into his side pocket.
He'd left the door unlocked so that Lars could just come in when he arrived as currently Jack was perched up on the skeleton of the left wing with a sodering iron, a schematic plan and a few miles of wiring. It would be hard to answer the door!
Rating; G
Characters;
bakerstregular and Captain Jack Harkness handsomejackSummary; Two men using false names meet over a Spitfire
Log;
Sometime the night before Jack had gotten on the Net long enough to get a message with directions to Lars Sigerson so that the man could find the warehouse on Monday. Not that the warehouse was hard to find but it might have saved Lars some walking.
Jack himself had gotten to the warehouse fairly early that morning armed with the schematics he'd been working on over the weekend. It was the last of the wiring work, the majority of it finished thanks to the help from Anakin but these were the final bits and pieces that would ultimately control the wing and tail flaps back up to the cockpit.
Afraid of playing his beloved Glenn Miller record down to the numb, Jack had brought his CD player today and had it off in a corner of the warehouse, piping out Vivaldi at a reasonable level. The warehouse was heated enough against the chill for Jack to be able to do the delicate work without having to wear gloves and his long coat and waist coat hung over the back of a chair, leaving him in his dress shirt, the antique pocket watch tucked into his side pocket.
He'd left the door unlocked so that Lars could just come in when he arrived as currently Jack was perched up on the skeleton of the left wing with a sodering iron, a schematic plan and a few miles of wiring. It would be hard to answer the door!