NCIS Race Dream
Oct. 25th, 2009 11:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kybearfuzzThis morning's dream was quite a strange one.
The NCIS team and I were having a race of some sort. Ziva, DiNozzo, McGee and I were on motor bikes atop a building under construction. All of us ran the bikes over the edge. Something went wrong with McGee’s bike as a parachute opened and he didn’t land correctly. Ziva did the entire drop of several stories and landed without problem. DiNozzo tried the same, but ended up smashing his face on the handle bars, cutting himself on the forehead. I kept dropping the back end of my bike onto the ledges of each unfinished story, essentially breaking my fall until I felt I could handle the final drop to the ground.
Ziva and I raced each other until we were on some old railroad track. When she asked where the others were, I explained how the other two didn’t make it past the building. We rode back to my parents’ old house where everyone was sitting at a table on the carport. Ziva gave DiNozzo a slap a la Gibbs on the back of the head for getting hurt. I looked for a free coffee cup on the table and didn’t see one, so I went inside to get a clean one.
In the kitchen were Tim (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
martini_tim), Robert (bigsabu), Reid (animbear), and Richard (redbeardedblond). Tim, Reid, and Richard were at the kitchen table. Robert was sitting propped up against the refrigerator with iPod earphones in his ears, the leads going over his head and inside the fridge. I pulled a coffee mug from my folks’ cupboard and jokingly asked Robert, “Is that how they keep you restrained?”
While the others laughed, I scooted between Robert and the guys at the kitchen table to get by. My parents’ kitchen was small and the table was almost right against the fridge. As I was about to leave, Robert asked if I knew where the Jesuit church was around Corbin. I looked at him funny and said, “That’s not a church we have around these parts, but if you need a Baptist church, just look on every other street corner.”
The guys laughed as I walked out of the kitchen. I then woke up.
The NCIS team and I were having a race of some sort. Ziva, DiNozzo, McGee and I were on motor bikes atop a building under construction. All of us ran the bikes over the edge. Something went wrong with McGee’s bike as a parachute opened and he didn’t land correctly. Ziva did the entire drop of several stories and landed without problem. DiNozzo tried the same, but ended up smashing his face on the handle bars, cutting himself on the forehead. I kept dropping the back end of my bike onto the ledges of each unfinished story, essentially breaking my fall until I felt I could handle the final drop to the ground.
Ziva and I raced each other until we were on some old railroad track. When she asked where the others were, I explained how the other two didn’t make it past the building. We rode back to my parents’ old house where everyone was sitting at a table on the carport. Ziva gave DiNozzo a slap a la Gibbs on the back of the head for getting hurt. I looked for a free coffee cup on the table and didn’t see one, so I went inside to get a clean one.
In the kitchen were Tim (
martini_tim), Robert (bigsabu), Reid (animbear), and Richard (redbeardedblond). Tim, Reid, and Richard were at the kitchen table. Robert was sitting propped up against the refrigerator with iPod earphones in his ears, the leads going over his head and inside the fridge. I pulled a coffee mug from my folks’ cupboard and jokingly asked Robert, “Is that how they keep you restrained?”While the others laughed, I scooted between Robert and the guys at the kitchen table to get by. My parents’ kitchen was small and the table was almost right against the fridge. As I was about to leave, Robert asked if I knew where the Jesuit church was around Corbin. I looked at him funny and said, “That’s not a church we have around these parts, but if you need a Baptist church, just look on every other street corner.”
The guys laughed as I walked out of the kitchen. I then woke up.
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Date: 2009-10-25 04:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-25 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-25 06:48 pm (UTC)NCIS is my favorite series ...
So .. who do you find more attractive Gibbs, McGee, DiNozzo or Ducky? :)
I have a clear favorite. Care to guess?
HUGS!
ps .. Neither of us can choose Abby. It's too easy:)
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Date: 2009-10-25 08:49 pm (UTC)... in fact... *swoon*
And sadly, you were all clothed, but there is always tonight's dream...
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Date: 2009-10-25 08:51 pm (UTC)Actually, Ducky's assistant is kinda cute and has a rather tight muscular body if I recall from a brief view in one episode where he was making out with the attorney in the morgue.
And who is yours?
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Date: 2009-10-25 09:52 pm (UTC)