Fic: With Cat-like Tread... (1/1)
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Title: With cat-like tread...
Fandom: Primeval
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bigtitch
Characters: Stephen
Rating: Gen, U
Length: ~200
Warning: None
Notes: Written fromlukadreaming's prompt - Stephen, like a cat
As long as you didn't stick him on a dance-floor, Stephen Hart was a beautifully coordinated man, even when drunk. But we all have our moments and one of his arrived on a sunny summer's afternoon while he was crossing the floor of a mostly empty pub to get the next round in.
Between one step and the next, his right foot just headed off in an unexpected direction causing him to execute a difficult slip, stumble and spin with his elbows in the piked position. Gaining control of his errant limb, Stephen collected himself and checked to see if anyone had noticed his impromptu gymnastic display. The team had their heads together by the table in the corner and none of them were looking in his direction. Stephen shrugged and tossed his head in a 'I meant to do that' kind of way and successfully reached the bar.
When he turned round with the first load of glasses the team were definitely looking in his direction. They were also holding up papers marked 5.8, 5.9, 5.7 and a 7.3 from Finn.
Title: With cat-like tread...
Fandom: Primeval
Author:
bigtitchCharacters: Stephen
Rating: Gen, U
Length: ~200
Warning: None
Notes: Written from
lukadreaming's prompt - Stephen, like a catAs long as you didn't stick him on a dance-floor, Stephen Hart was a beautifully coordinated man, even when drunk. But we all have our moments and one of his arrived on a sunny summer's afternoon while he was crossing the floor of a mostly empty pub to get the next round in.
Between one step and the next, his right foot just headed off in an unexpected direction causing him to execute a difficult slip, stumble and spin with his elbows in the piked position. Gaining control of his errant limb, Stephen collected himself and checked to see if anyone had noticed his impromptu gymnastic display. The team had their heads together by the table in the corner and none of them were looking in his direction. Stephen shrugged and tossed his head in a 'I meant to do that' kind of way and successfully reached the bar.
When he turned round with the first load of glasses the team were definitely looking in his direction. They were also holding up papers marked 5.8, 5.9, 5.7 and a 7.3 from Finn.
