Capt Jack Harkness (i_cantdie) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2008-07-22 13:24:00 |
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Current mood: | drunk |
Entry tags: | jack harkness, murder mystery, wesley wyndham-pryce, zz:status complete |
MM: One Drink, Two Drink, Three Drink, Floor [Narrative, but open]
Jack, was drunk. Or he was trying and well on his way.
This place was weird enough and then some lunatic fringe starts killing everyone. Two of the Jacks were already gone and he couldn't find word of the third. Whether that was good or bad he didn't know but if he went too, what would keep the crackpot from coming after him? Not that Jack feared death, not in the way most people would.
But then again, not just the Jacks were dead either. All manner of folks were being knocked off so to speak.
And what better way that to spend the start of chaos and the possibility of the end of everything? Sex and Drinking. And Captain Jack Harkness had come across the bar first. He sat there and toyed with his glass, the third of many he hoped. Rum and Coke, always a good choice and even better when made a double. Jack smiled and talked to the bartender, some would say flirted, Jack would say there's a difference?
Jack missed the aliens, and the Weevils, and pizza delivery.
Yes indeed, Captain, Jack was well on his way to being drunk.