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notethestripes (ex_notethest397) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

If it had been anyone else, Jack may have called it a game of footsie. But, in the end, it was Rose -- and while he may have entertained more than a few thoughts of pursuing things, for one reason or another, he never had. Jack wasn't sure why, but it was a boundary he never crossed -- fancying her was one thing, acting on it was another entirely.

Jack sighed, knowing that his one innocuous comment about a certain bloke being a twat was going to pique Rose's interest. And yet he had said it anyway, damning himself to explaining the situation and the accompanying mocking. "Of course I can start it and leave things out," Jack replied, reaching across the table to tap Rose lightly on the nose. "You know what they say about curiosity. And you, Rose Tyler, are about the most inquisitive woman I've met. And that's saying something."

Oh she was hiding something, Jack knew -- and he'd get it out of her later. He had ways. "Yes, I knew him before. He's one of Torchwood's operatives. Torchwood Three," Jack added quickly, knowing what the Doctor thought of Torchwood. "My Torchwood," He said, a hint of pride entering his voice.