Captain Jack Harkness (foreverjack) wrote in marinanova, @ 2012-12-30 21:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | ianto jones, jack harkness, kitty pryde (aoa), piter de vries, rebecca crane, the doctor (meta crisis), touma hashiba |
Day 199 – Evening [Video/Action]
[Visual of Jack wandering around the athletics complex. He's fully dressed this time, in a pretty good approximation of his normal outfit from back home. On the surface, he looks just as relaxed and nonchalant as he did in his first transmission from the beach but, now just as then, there's a lot of bitter anger just beneath the surface.]
So. I've got this punishment I have to do.
[And yes, it really has taken him the best part of two days to admit he has to do this. He tried to stick it out, not wanting to give those two damn AIs the satisfaction of seeing him submit to their demands, but there's only so long he can make it not being able to touch Ianto. The black band around his left wrist may be completely hidden by his wide leather wriststrap, but it's definitely made itself felt every fucking time he tried to initiate anything more than the most casual contact with Ianto. They're both pretty good at keeping their physical reactions in check, but even so neither of them is a match for the technology at work here. And even with the help of his wriststrap, he can't seem to do any damage to the damn thing. Whenever his lifesigns escalate beyond a certain level, he finds himself unable to touch anyone.
And so, in the end, he's admitted defeat. He desperately needs some rehabilitation points if he's ever to be allowed to touch anyone again – and Jack needs touch more than most. Not just sexual touch, it's true, but that's a big part of it. The intimacy, the connection… it's almost like breathing, to Jack.]
I have to organise some kind of sports event, so I'm going to need some volunteers. Now I was thinking naked beach volleyball, but then I realised that might not go down quite so well in some quarters, so how about normal 21st century beach volleyball? A net down on the beach, a ball, four players, and some cute swimwear?
Anyone here up for that?
[He gives the camera a hopeful look, all dimpled smiles and big puppy dog eyes.]