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Tweak says, "He's just my stalker."

notethestripes (ex_notethest397) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-09 23:37:00

Entry tags:

complete, day two, jack harkness, rose tyler

WHO: Jack Harkness & Rose Tyler
WHEN: Day Two, evening
WHAT: Two very old friends finally run into each other. Unexpectedly.
WHERE: Ren Faire. Why, no, Jack isn't checking out men in tights.
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Complete

Day one was mostly a blur as far as Jack Harkness was concerned. He'd gotten his key and his diary, met an interesting bloke or five and had quickly escaped to the room he was provided. Stuck in the middle of nowhere, with absolutely nothing familiar. No Hub, no Cardiff, no nothing.

While Jack may have been used to this whole bounding about through the galaxy thing he certainly didn't fancy being plucked from his bed and tossed to universes unknown. Rather rude if you asked him.

Still, after spending the whole of the first day in his room, prodding at his wrist strap and hoping that the King's warning about never leaving was nothing more than an empty threat (because, really, a 'space hopper' should have been enough to get him out of here), Jack knew he had to get out before he drove himself bonkers. The second day brought exploration, still meeting others and trying to make the best of the situation. By mid-evening, Jack found himself at the Ren Faire -- which wasn't a bad place to be as far as Jack was concerned.

Men in tights and women wearing corsets. It was a dream come true.

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ex_notethest397
2009-03-24 09:21 am UTC (link)

Jack spread his hands wide, grinning at Rose. "Nope, not kidding one whit. The lot forced me to work for them for a good hundred years. They thought I was a bit too, shall we say, unpredictable to stay rogue. Eventually? Made leader." Jack simply glossed over the how part. No need to go into Alex's death, now was there? The fact that he was leader should have been enough.

The laugh almost obscured the main point of Rose's statement and Jack's head snapped sharply towards her when he finally heard it. "You? Working for Torchwood?" Jack asked, eyebrows lifting as high as they would possibly go, practically reaching his hairline. "Well I'll be damned. How did they manage to get their hooks into you?" Jack shook his head ever so slightly. "All that was affected by Canary Wharf was Torchwood London. One of my officers now is one of the few survivors, actually. But Torchwood 3, my Torchwood, had split with London years before the battle. We were unaffected, for the most part."

Softly, Jack tutted, rising from his chair and crossing the room, perching on the armrest of Rose's, slipping an arm around her shoulders. "How many wars? I've lost count," Jack said softly, that rare haunted look entering his gaze. "Suppose it is about time. Just..." Jack sighed softly, turning his head to lightly kiss Rose's temple. "I may lead my men into battle, but it kills a leader to be the only man who returns. Always will return."

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