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Tweak says, "can we dance?"

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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plusone
2009-06-10 12:08 am UTC (link)

A smile crossed her face and she nestled just that much closer. Being with Jack and letting him soothe her reminded her of how much she missed Mickey. With the Doctor gone, she found herself drifting into homesickness more and more often. Having Jack at least countered a fair bit of that.

She reached down, taking one of his hands between both of hers. "You see, that's the problem. Jack... You have to let down that guard. Otherwise, he's going to always think it's just sex. And if it's not...he needs to be able to see that." She was smiling, even though she knew the conversation was a tough one on him. Physically, Jack was one of the strongest people she knew. Emotionally? He'd been to the end of the world and back and had taken several beatings along the way. His body might've been invincible, but that heart of his? Probably wasn't.

"Be vulnerable, Jack," Rose added quietly, glancing up at him. "For once in your incredibly long life, just let go. Let him see the you that I do."

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ex_notethest397
2009-06-10 12:24 am UTC (link)

Somehow, Jack managed to make more room for Rose, settling down and drawing her in against his body. And with Rose, though he may endlessly tease her about their "potential for a relationship" he knew where each of their hearts lay. It was why it was so easy to cuddle with her like this and know there was nothing going on between them (though Jack certainly wouldn't turn her down either).

"I did once," Jack replied, tightening his grip on Rose ever so slightly. "Right after I came back, when I saw the Doctor again, I asked him on a date. A real, honest to god date. Apparently, though, that's when our timelines shift. I took him out -- but he doesn't know we did it." And god, the first one had been hard enough. Jack didn't like admitting he had weaknesses or, for that matter, admitting he needed another person in that way. Jack was a survivor first and foremost.

"Got a Chula warship around?" Jack asked with a laugh. "And a few bombs. That'll be the only way." He shook his head sadly, words coming out before he could stop them, showing Rose the ultimate vulnerable side of Jack. "I don't know if I can, rose. I honestly don't know if I have it in me."

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plusone
2009-06-10 12:30 am UTC (link)

The truth was, there'd been a time Rose would've loved for Captain Jack Harkness to have been the man in her life. But even then, they'd all known she belonged to someone else. And apparently she always would. Instead of moving on with her life, she'd fought tooth and nail to get back to him. And now she was back where she started. Only this time, she had Jack.

"You realise you've solved your own problem," Rose pointed out with a hint of a smirk. "Ask him out on a date. 'A real, honest to god date'. And I don't mean on the Tilt-a-Barf at the adventure park thingie." Idly, her fingers played with his, toying with them as she thought. "Even if it's just candles and dinner in your room. Actually, no," she protested, thinking quickly. "Nowhere with a bed. Kinda defeats the 'this isn't about sex' purpose."

Her cheek nestled lightly into the fabric of his shirt and she shrugged. "Dance with him. Tell him how he makes you feel. And no, horny is not an option," she scolded quickly.

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ex_notethest397
2009-06-11 10:52 pm UTC (link)

And, if they were being honest through the medium of interiour monologue, Rose was a woman Jack could have been exceedingly happy with as well. But even a blind man could have seen the connection that existed between Rose and the Doctor -- even if it had been Nine that Jack saw her interact with. There had been something between the two and Jack knew not to meddle -- even if he was gone, he still wouldn't try to fill that void beyond a playful kiss or a cuddle. That would forever be Jack's role where Rose was concerned, and he was content.

Jack turned his hand over, letting her fingertips play over his skin. "There's nothing wrong with the Tilt-a-Whirl," Jack replied with a huff. "I'll have you know that our first 'date' wound up chasing a pack of Weevils across a car park." Not much had happened by way of dates byond that.

Kissing the top of her head, Jack sighed. "I have... danced with him that is." Jack quickly held up a hand. "And not going by the Doctor's definition of dancing either." Jack stared off into spacke, his thumb running along the back of her knuckles. "Gwen's wedding. He cut in on us and we danced."

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plusone
2009-06-11 11:12 pm UTC (link)

Even the bloke in the leather jacket and big ears had been a huge part of Rose's life. She had fallen in love with the silly bloke whether either of them had known it or not. After his regeneration, Mickey had asked her such. Rose hadn't been able to say it then, but Mickey knew her better than most. Of course he'd been right. It only made sense that perceptive Jack had picked up on that as well.

"Weevils? Seriously? How romantic, really." She shook her head, a grin crossing her face despite herself. "Not that I'm one to talk. Still..." Shrugging, she pulled away a bit, but didn't disentangle her hand from his. Instead, she looked down at it, examining the lines as if she were a skilled palmreader.

"Short romantic line here, Jack," she informed him, pointing at the shortest line of all. Couldn't be his life line, she knew that much. Though the real...original...well, younger Jack had died relatively young. "Does he remember any of that? The first date, the dancing, and hey, who's Gwen?"

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