OOC: Thanks! Scott needs all the help he can get. :)
Scott was still trying to figure out why Jon had called him "kid" when Molly laid one hand on his shoulder. What he felt made him freeze in place.
A pulse of energy surged from Molly's heart, down her arm, and into him. It felt like a rushing mountain stream, cool and refreshing. Scott could practically hear the water gurgling and swirling, and smell the wildflowers in bloom.
(Wait. I *do* smell wildflowers. Honeysuckle.)
"Kid. You need a hand up?"
Scott blinked at Jon's question. "Uh, no. I'm good." He got to his feet and shouldered his pack, which felt considerably lighter. He felt as if he'd gotten another good night's sleep. "Do you smell honeysuckle?"
Jon gave him a skeptical frown. "Just jungle, jungle, and more jungle. Let's get a move on." He motioned toward the Doctor, who was already pressing on.
Scott nodded and followed after the Doctor, passing Molly on the way. Mischief and delight twinkled in her eyes. "Thank you," he said quietly. He was dying to know what she'd done, but now wasn't the time to ask.
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[Scott] Getting back on track (tag Molly, Jon, open)
Date: 2006-08-04 12:23 pm (UTC)Scott was still trying to figure out why Jon had called him "kid" when Molly laid one hand on his shoulder. What he felt made him freeze in place.
A pulse of energy surged from Molly's heart, down her arm, and into him. It felt like a rushing mountain stream, cool and refreshing. Scott could practically hear the water gurgling and swirling, and smell the wildflowers in bloom.
(Wait. I *do* smell wildflowers. Honeysuckle.)
"Kid. You need a hand up?"
Scott blinked at Jon's question. "Uh, no. I'm good." He got to his feet and shouldered his pack, which felt considerably lighter. He felt as if he'd gotten another good night's sleep. "Do you smell honeysuckle?"
Jon gave him a skeptical frown. "Just jungle, jungle, and more jungle. Let's get a move on." He motioned toward the Doctor, who was already pressing on.
Scott nodded and followed after the Doctor, passing Molly on the way. Mischief and delight twinkled in her eyes. "Thank you," he said quietly. He was dying to know what she'd done, but now wasn't the time to ask.