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Tweak says, "Who do you think you are?"

notethestripes (ex_notethest397) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-03 23:39:00

Entry tags:

active, day eleven, jack harkness, rose tyler

WHO: Jack Harkness, Rose Tyler
WHAT: More "girl" talk. Because things aren't going as they should be, dammit.
WHEN: Mid-day.
WHERE: Rose's room
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Active

When it came to Jack Harkness, there was no such thing as 'personal' space. At least, not when your name included Rose, Ianto or Doctor. As one was decidedly missing from their group, that meant two people were being subjected to one hundred percent of pure Jack. His eyes flicked towards the Labyrinth. He was getting ready to run it and knew he had support from the two, but somehow it didn't seem right to run the Labyrinth without the Doctor.

Soon, though. Soon they'd have to. Jack was reaching the stage of restless. Yes, it was fun to lollygag at the amusement park, but he still needed to do something. Be somewhere. Do something.

And so, Jack found himself at Rose's door. Yes, he should have gone to Ianto, but Jack was running out of ideas. Even before the dating hadn't been so much dating as doing work together after hours. Jack wasn't used to having to chase after somoeone. Usually, they came to him.

With a loud knock to announce his presence, Jack opened the door without waiting for her to give him entrance. "Rooose!" Jack sang out. "Guess whooooo!"

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ex_notethest397
2009-06-04 01:08 am UTC (link)

"Come now, of course they would," Jack cheekily sang. "Who wouldn't want to be me?" He raised both eyebrows, looking at her with a grin that said he was joking. Really, he was. Well, mostly. But at least he was consistent, and one couldn't fault him for that. He sat with his arm around Rose, letting her lean against him and take whatever strength she needed from him. That was his best function.

Jack really wanted to have a couple words with Jareth one of these days and instantly his mind flicked back to getting the hell out of here -- running the Labyrinth. There were a few choice words he had to say to the man, such as 'take us home, now' only with a few more profanities interspersed.

"I know he's interested," Jack said with a shake of his head. "I think I'd know when a man was interested and when he wasn't." He turned his head to look at her, swiftly kissing the tip of her nose. "So, following your logic, does that make you my girlfriend? We're not shagging and you're obviously my... something."

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plusone
2009-06-04 12:45 pm UTC (link)

"Oi!" Rose protested, but she couldn't help but giggle. In truth, what she'd needed was some quality Jack time. Ianto was sweet, and awfully tolerant of having a depressed and sniffling friend of Jack's toddling along with them. But he didn't know the Doctor. She didn't have history with him. She couldn't depend on him quite the way she could Jack.

"I'm not interested," she reminded him with a haughty tone. "I may find you attractive, I may occasionally fight the urge to snog you senseless, but I'm not interested." She added a wink for good measure, though the memory of her last bit of snogging weighed heavily on her. It hadn't been long enough for the hurt to fade. After Canary Wharf, and then again after Norway, it had taken several months before she could even function. Rose figured she was doing fairly well all things considered.

Sighing, she shook her head, looking at him sternly. "Ianto's old fashioned," she reminded him, the idea still amusing her. "He wants romance, Jack, is that so much to ask?" Personally, she found it adorable.

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ex_notethest397
2009-06-09 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Oh she could protestall she wanted, but Jack knew the truth -- or, at least, his ego knew. In the end, there really wasn't much difference was there? But Jack's heart was in the right place and that was all that mattered.

"Oh sure you are," Jack said, waggling his fingers in front of Rose's nose. "And fighting the urge to snog does in deed mean that one is interested. It's a simple fact of life." That and it was hard to believe anyone wasn't interested in him, magnetic personality and all. "And Rose? I'm a fair deal more than 'attractive'. Dashing and debonaire come to mind."

This time, it was Jack's turn to sigh. "He is not old fashioned. If anyone is old fashioned, it's me who got to live through the entirety of the twentieth-century." Once again, he sighed, threading his fingers aimlessly through her hair. "Honestly?" Romance meant Jack had to admit things he wasn't ready to admit. "I didn't have to before," was all he managed to come up with.

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