Who: Jack and Sirius What: Soul Mates plottage Where: The doorway to Jack's room Rating: Low Status: Incomplete
Jack had woken somewhat early, blinking blearily at the shiny bracelet now clasped about his wrist. For a brief second he considered that Ianto had gotten it for him. That thought was discarded, though, as he studied the engraving. Unless SB stood for something naughty in Welsh or Latin or whatever language Ianto spoke, it wasn't from him.
Sitting up, he sank back down as his head swam. Jack Harkness was not one to let illness get in the way of anything. Pushing himself up, with a deep breath, he slipped on boxers, moving to the door. Must have been his imagination, the dizziness. Felt better and better the more he walked around.
Opening the door, even Jack had to do a double-take at the man sitting there. "I know I'm a handsome guy, but this is new even for me," he commented, with a grin and a wink.