Johnny Storm ([personal profile] fantastic_torch) wrote2009-06-28 06:27 pm

The Causeway - Sunday evening


As much as he wasn't looking forward to this day, it was here, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. It was time to go.

His stuff had been packed up and sent ahead save for the few things he'd left for Savannah. A few shirts, a hoodie; small incidentals that she'd wanted to keep with her. He'd said his goodbye to Destiny, and rather quietly did he and Savannah make their way to the causeway.

Everything that needed to be said, had already been said. It was the goodbye that was going to hurt like hell.


[[ OOC: And that's it for Johnny! Last post is mainly for Savannah but can be open before her if you like. ]]

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel rolled her eyes and punched his arm. "Only in your dreams. Only in your dreams."

[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Ow!" he laughed, holding his arm where she punched him. "Fine, fine. Just seeing if you still appreciated beautiful sculptures."

Johnny was something else, seriously.

"Give me a hug and walk away. I'd rather watch you than you watch me."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You just want to check out my ass don't you?" she laughed, happily giving him another hug.

[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," he replied, grinning as he hugged her tight, closing his eyes.

"Now go, go and be well and happy and don't forget where I live."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel kissed his cheek, smiled once more then turned and started to walk away. Yes, her hips did have a bit of a sway in them.

"I wouldn't dream of it," she called over her shoulder.

[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
He noticed but there were no wicked thoughts. He simply considered Wyatt lucky.

"But you can dream of me!" he called back, chuckling loud enough to be heard.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2009-06-29 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Amused Isabel shook her head and made her way back to the hotel to meet Wyatt. They needed to get home in time to see the second part of Collision.