Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me

Search by :  Username E-mail Region Interest AOL IM ICQ Number Yahoo! ID MSN Username Jabber

notethestripes (ex_notethest397) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

Truth be told, Jack took as much comfort from Rose leaning against him as she must have felt beside him. Her hand on his knee, Jack took the opportunity to angle his body as close to hers as possible, hand lightly rubbing along her upper arm. Jack had always liked Martha quite a bit, but when you rescued a girl in a Union Jack shirt from the middle of the London Blitz? Well -- some things were hard to top and Rose would always hold a very special place.

"I know you didn't, Rose," Jack said softly. "There was a long time when I wished I could die. Now? Gave me a bit more purpose, I suppose. A second chance to be a bit more like him. He certainly changes anyone's life who travels with him, doesn't he?" Jack did listen, loved hearing Rose talk -- and having someone who truly understood. Rose knew the pull of the Doctor just as much as he did. Knew that, should the man ever ask, they would be there in a heartbeat. Perhaps even less than that. He was enigmatic in a way Jack almost envied.

He simply let her talk, nodding in the right places but never once interrupting her out of turn. "No,I don't think you could," Jack said, leaning his cheek against the top of her head. "The Doctor changes us all. Must be nice, though. A place that has seen and understands the paranormal. "Cute thing? Jake?" Jack asked, ears perking up slightly. "Now, who might he be?

"Though, I can sympathise. I ran away from my team for a year. The last time I saw the Doctor, that is. I left without a word after waiting a good hundred years for him, wanting to know if he knew what happened, if he could fix me. The lot welcomed me back, but a couple..." Jack thought of Ianto and Gwen's reactions. "I know they're not pleased either when the Doctor's name is mentioned."