INTO THE FIRE --

[JACK AUGUSTINE]

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What Jack had thought would be a fairly uneventful night had turned into something that was definitely memorable. Whether or not it would be something that he bragged about to a friend, or if he and Morrigan would ever amount to anything more than a fling - Jack didn't know, and didn't care at this point. But he knew that he'd be comparing basically every sexual partner he has ever had, and every one he will ever have to one Morrigan Frost. Initially, he had planned to spend his night off wandering through the city, checking things out, seeing if there was anything he could get involved in. Usually, there wasn't much to do, but this time around, he got lucky )in more than one way, if you get my drift).

Jack was one of those guys who brought chivalry back to life. He didn't really do in a sexist kind of way though, he just liked to be a gentlemanly kind of guy - whether he was being polite to another man or woman, it didn't matter. He believed that optimism and kindness were scarce things in a world like the one he lived in, but he did his best to show people that it was possible. He worked for the better good, one step at a time. He was the change that he wanted to see in the world. Morrigan would simply have to deal with it.

While he didn't want to see her walk home alone, he wasn't about to beg her, or demand that he did. It wasn't his place. Jack wasn't stuck in the eighteen hundreds - he wouldn't force her to do what he wanted, he would only ask. If she wanted to take her chances, and maybe there wouldn't be any issues at all, then that was okay with him. He wouldn't be that guy. Jack was chivalrous, sure, but he didn't push his habits where they were not desired.

Limitations were what made the world go around. Some people would only bend so far before they went their own way. Morrigan was a perfect example - she had let him take her to his apartment and fix her up, but now it was her turn to do what she wanted, even against his better judgment that the streets at two am might not be so friendly. He respected the decision though, and only showed slight discontent with a hint of a frown on his face. She would be fine though, he knew. She was a fighter. Rough around the edges, just like he'd been thinking earlier. He liked that sort of thing in a girl. A girl who can take care of herself, but once in a while is capable of letting her guard down.

Jack nodded, moving so that she could leave the lab and then go about her way of leaving his apartment altogether. That shirt looked good on her, he decided, his frown fading into a slight smirk. Tiredly, he ran a hand through his dark hair as his green eyes stayed fixed on her form. "Be careful out there," he said, walking over to the door to see her out to the elevator. "I'll... see you around." Jack went into the hall and pressed the button for the lobby and waited there with her. This was where it'd all end. Maybe they'd see each other again, maybe not.

570, he's all butthurt but tries to keep it cool. whoa three pages.

NOT ALL THOSE WHO WANDER ARE LOST

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[MORRIGAN FROST]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,480px,true][atrb=cellpadding,10px,true][atrb=cellspacing,10px,true][atrb=align,center] touch me, babe I'M GONNA LOVE YOU UNTIL THE STARS FALL FROM THE SKY - FOR YOU AND I WORDS: 500, TAGS: jack, SONG by the doors, NOTES:aww =( When the slight frown crossed Jack's features, Morri's expression hardened as she mentally steeled herself for a fight. Again, it wasn't that she didn't appreciate chivalry. But she was set in her ways and her methods of going about things. Call it hard-headed. Call it pride. Whatever. She was who she was. And maybe one day, for the right person, she would learn to change to please them, and learn to meet them in the middle. But she wouldn't bow out to the desires of someone she had met only a few hours previously, no matter how attractive or kind he was. But to her relief, he stepped to the side, allowing her to pass. Surprised at her swift victory, Morrigan swept by him quickly before he could change his mind, headed towards his door. At his warning, she felt a stab of irritation that mixed with endearment. Confused, she remained silent and let herself out into the hall. She was surprised again when he followed her out of his apartment, walking with her down the hall, even to the elevator. "I'll see you around." Will you really, though? She thought sadly as he jabbed the down button. She looked up at him silently, wondering if she should do something. And yet, what could she do? A hug and a kiss goodbye was something a pair of lovers would do. A simple nod felt too formal and far too detached. Before she could decide on how best to part, a soft ding, announced the arrival of the elevator. She stepped through the doors as they slid open before turning around to face Jack, looking strangely more human in his jeans an shirt, his dark hair rumpled from running his hands through it. And as the doors began to close, she managed to unstick her throat, and she rose her hand in a small wave. "Bye, Jack." And then the doors were closed and he was gone. The elevator jolted into motion as it began its descent to the lobby, but from the way she felt, she had left her stomach on the floor above. Bye, Jack? She raked her fingers through her hair in frustration, ignoring the way they tangled in the mussed tresses. She was friendlier to some of the bar patrons than she had just been. The elevator came smoothly to a stop, and she stepped out of it, hardly noticing where she was going as she stumbled out of the apartment doors and into the chill night air. He'd never want to see her again. She became a feline, streaking swiftly across the grounds, slipping under the fencing the separated the complexes. She told herself that this was the fastest way to get home, but that was only half-true. Because in her animal form, emotions became almost non-existent, until the only thing left in her thoughts was herself, her surroundings, and her survival. And all thoughts of Jack were washed away, left behind with the man himself. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY COMATOSE OF ON THE EDGE!