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Rose M. Tyler ([info]jeopardysfriend) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-17 18:51:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 15, jack harkness, location: museum, rose tyler

Who: Jack Harkness and Rose Tyler
What: Reunited (and it feels so good!)
Where: Just Outside the Museum
When: Day 15, early evening, around 7ish
Rating: PG-13ish
Status: Active



When she'd first woken up in this horrible place, Rose had been able to acknowledge that it was strange. There was obviously something off about it and it didn't take a genius like her traveling companion to figure that out. Even her slower mind could follow. But now... Now, it wasn't just creepy. It was cruel. There was torture around every turn and fear in most everyone's eyes, even if they didn't show it on the surface. She'd gotten good at watching people lately, and she knew she was in serious trouble just by watching the others. They all were.

Despite warnings to not go off by herself, Rose...was, well, Rose. Going off by herself was what she did best. Right behind getting into trouble alone and getting out of trouble with help. Besides, she wasn't going far. It was getting dark, even if just barely, and she didn't trust herself to not get into real truoble. So she walked outside of the museum, the hostel style environment that the pretty Shannon had invited her to. She hadn't caught sight of Jack yet, but she knew he was around and that's all that mattered. And the Doctor...probably in there being social and meeting everything with a pulse. It was one of those things she loved about him.

Sliding down the wall in front of the building, Rose wrapped herself more tightly in her blue hooded jacket and pulled the hood over her head. She didn't do so in an effort to keep warm; this place was similar to England with its temperatures and though it was likely to get colder as it got later, she wasn't likely to freeze. But it was nice to be able to hide from so many strange faces. As kind as everyone had been, it was still the most surreal thing ever. Plus that feeling that someone was hiding something from her. It was an uneasy sensation, and she curled her arms around her knees as she held her breath and released it slowly, letting the events of the day wash over her.


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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-18 02:34 am UTC (link)
He had heard her voice wafting through the museum and Jack knew it was only a matter of time until they finally saw each other. Jack wasn't sure why he was hesitating right now, only that he was trying to put his thoughts in order where she was concerned. The Doctor was the Doctor and the Doctor was John Smith -- and Jack had to make sure he didn't say anything that would hint at Rose's future.

For all of Jack's faults and his flippant attitude, there was one thing he didn't screw with and that was time. He could still hear his instructors at the Agency, pulling out the flowcharts and beating into them: never cross your own timeline. Well, Jack had done that more times than he cared to count. Oh what they would say if they only knew just how he had screwed with Time.

Still, Jack couldn't say hang the rules and just tell her -- which meant he needed time to figure things out. Wandering through the museum, Jack paused seeing the greatcoat thrown over a counter. Frowning, he approached it and soon saw the note from Gambit. Whatever made the thief return the coat... Jack would be grateful. He had a hunch it could have been the Doctor's influence but he couldn't say for sure. With his own on and the duplicate slung over an arm, Jack stepped outside for a bit of air and saw her perched there.

God, he'd know that figure anywhere, even with her back to him.

Approaching, Jack dropped the other coat around her shoulders, still standing behind her and didn't speak. Not yet.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-18 04:24 am UTC (link)
Rose's head shot up when the coat fell over her. That was the last thing she was expecting. Getting raped, strangled, blinded, and beaten...those she expected. It was just that sort of place and she'd all but asked for it by sitting out there by herself close to nighttime.

But when she glanced up, her throat closed. The carefully applied coat fell to the ground as she jumped to her feet and threw her arms around Captain Jack Harkness. They'd only known each other a short time, but one didn't share the TARDIS and the whole of space and time with someone and not grow to care deeply for them.

Though honestly, there really was no naked hide and seek. Honestly.

"You really are here!" she stated unnecessarily. But the excitement had gotten to her. Besides, she'd been reading so many journal entries where people were just grateful to be alive, or missing their loved ones or friends they'd made here. Hearing that Jack was there didn't compete with seeing him, alive and in the flesh.

And...with crow's feet? "Wait a minute," she blurted, looking up at him closely. "Something's different." This wasn't her Jack. Same sparkling eyes, same cocky expression, obviously still worked out. But something major had changed.

She was starting to have a vague idea of why it was everyone seemed to be hiding something. And Rose Tyler wasn't sure she liked it. Not one bit.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-18 03:20 pm UTC (link)
Knowing she was here and actually seeing Rose Tyler were two very different things. So when she stood and wrapped her arms around him, Jack was only too willing to pull her into a tight embrace, burying his face in the crook of her neck. He had said goodbye to her one final time in the TARDIS, fully expecting to never see her again.

But the woman who was hugging him now wasn't the same woman. In a way, Jack envied her -- she still thought she had so much to look forward to. As much as he loved Martha (and to some extent, Donna), Rose would always hold the largest corner of his heart. Hell, the woman brought him back from death! One had to love her just for that reason alone.

"I really am here. Unless this is a body double." Jack shuddered. "And we've already had clones here, so it's the real me." Jack arched a brow. "Assuming you did want to see the real me, that is."

Jack drew in a breath and watched Rose for a moment. "Something is different. I have a grey hair. I meant to pull it out the other day, but forgot." Lie, Harkness, lie.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-18 05:28 pm UTC (link)
Reaching up, Rose lightly traced his features with her fingertips. No, it was definitely not some clone. Even a clone couldn't copy that smirk to such perfection. Still, he had changed. Something from the satellite, maybe, or something since he'd arrived here.

"Just one?" she questioned, pulling back a bit to shoot him a smug look. "I see at least three, Harkness. You know, my mum says if you pluck a gray hair, three more grow in its place. And she's a beautician, she should know." Granted, she had no proof of that, but what had been implanted in Rose's impressionable mind as a child had stuck.

"How long have you been here?" Time. She couldn't understand it. Though she'd spent the last several months trying to, it kept passing her by. She understood it wasn't linear, but how was one person in a place for days when another had only just gotten there? And how had Remy, who claimed to not technically be a time-traveler, arrived from a time more than ten years before Rose's own? Still, she was too grateful to see Jack again to argue, and she grinned a little. "Or maybe the better question should be, 'what have you been doing here?'."

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-19 02:20 am UTC (link)
Jack leaned into that gentle touch, unable to keep from grinning as she ran her fingers over his face. God, he really had missed her -- perhaps moreso when he saw her so young and full of life. This was the woman he adored beyond belief. When he saw her years later after all that time in that parallel universe, she seemed changed. But this? This was his rose.

"Three?" Jack looked at her with mock horror. "It's you scaring the ever living daylights out of me by arriving here," he said, tutting softly. "And they don't grow back. Urban myth. However, saw something once upon a time in the Cardian galaxy. Pulled one grey hair and the poor creatures went bald."

That, however, was the easiest question for Jack to answer. "A little more than a week," Jack replied. "Maybe about ten days now. Long enough to be going through coffee withdrawl and ready to kill anyone for a decent cup. Stuff we got this morning was good but not what I'm used to." Jack flashed her a grin then, attempting to adopt an air of innocence. "What do you mean 'what'. Isn't the better question 'who'?"

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-19 02:29 am UTC (link)
Ten days. The last time she'd seen him was less than ten days ago. And he certainly hadn't looked like that. He seemed older, no matter what he said about one grey hair. Oh, he still looked dashing, there was no doubt there. Jack Harkness could be a little old man with a rocker and still charming the women, and men, too, in the old person's home. But he wasn't the man who had kissed her goodbye, told her she was worth saving, and then charged off into battle.

The thought was stirring, and Rose took a step back. Still, she smiled over her shoulder at him as she bent to pick his coat up off the floor. "Not according to this," she pointed out, reading the note over. "Sharing your coat, are you? Is this the Welshman?" Had Jack Harkness, Galaxy-Wide Flirt, actually found someone long term? Impossible. Well. Maybe not completely impossible. But it was hard to imagine the bloke who could make it with a dozen people in a day or two settling down with one man. And yet, she found she sort of liked the idea. Who else would he be sharing his coat with? "Isn't this the one Gambit had?" Now that was a subject she felt a little more comfortable in. At least she'd met the Cajun man. The Welsh boy, though cute, was still very new to her.

Ten days. Hmm. Still, she smiled up at him innocently enough. "You Americans and your coffee. I can't find one Brit who drinks as much of it as you do."

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-19 03:10 am UTC (link)
If she asked, Jack already had his explanation ready to go: they just got grabbed from any point in time. So what was a day for her was really ten days for him. But he was the same Jack Harkness she knew and loved -- sans the two thousand years he spent buried beneath Cardiff.

Jack plucked the note from her hands and crumpled it, shoving it into his pocket. "It's a duplicate," Jack said quickly. "And he also doesn't know how to spell it either. I-A-N-T-O," Jack intoned. "It's the one Gambit mistakenly had for a time," Jack said, shaking his head. There was a hint of a smile, though, knowing the Doctor had probably talked to Gambit to get it back.

He grinned at that, settling down on a step and patting the ground beside him. "I have someone you should meet. That very Welshman. He's the one who brews it for me."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-19 03:38 am UTC (link)
Rose had to giggle at Gambit's spelling of Ianto's name. As off as his English sometimes was, a Welsh name had to be completely foreign to him. "Hey, it's not an easy name to spell. Not simple and easy like, I dunno, Jack." She put the emphasis on 'easy' with purpose and wiggled her eyebrows up at him.

"Tell me about the Welshman. He's cute. Love his eyes." She took the spot by his side and curled up against his arm. "So, he brews you coffee?" Wait a minute. "How?" There was clearly no such thing as a coffee maker in this crazy planet. The way people had practically danced over coffee and food that morning led her to believe there wasn't much in the way of anything with taste there.

Once again, things weren't adding up to the young Londoner. And she really, really hated it.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-19 04:14 am UTC (link)
Rose may have giggled at the spelling, but Jack was still a bit annoyed at the Cajun. Sure, the feeling would fade with time and having the coat in his possession once more was a good way of starting things out right. "Easy like Jack? I suppose that's one way of putting it," Jack replied, pulling a face. "I'm not always easy. I do have some standards you know."

Jack arched a brow in her direction. "You've seen him, then?" Jack asked. God, he sounded like a fucking love-sick puppy. "It is about the eyes. And the hair." And the filthy mind, Jack added silently. "He did," Jack quickly amended. "It's been a while, but he did. One damn fine cup of coffee."

And, as per usual -- Jack was the one to fuck things up.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-19 04:23 am UTC (link)
Rose was having a hard time focusing on Jack's standards. How could she? First she was distracted with a Welshman with pretty eyes and great hair. But then there was the 'it's been a while'. A while since when? Had he known this bloke before? And if so, where?

She grew quiet for a minute. She couldn't come right out and ask him. If she was just being paranoid, she'd sound like an idiot. And if she was right and something was being hidden from her, then he wasn't going to just blurt it out, was he? No, this would take time. And thought. And the worst part was, she couldn't ask the Doctor's help. She was on her own on this one.

Absently, she traced a circular pattern on her knee with the tip of her index finger. "We haven't met formally or anything. I just saw him come in. Shannon described everyone for me in the journal. Wasn't hard to tell, he's the only one with that accent." She had to keep him talking. Gather any and all clues. This was insane.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-07-21 03:10 am UTC (link)
Jack did indeed have standards, thank you very much. And his standards right now extended to men roughly his size, with blue eyes, dark hair and an accent to die for. A man who, if Jack wasn't careful, was going to completely screw him and what the Doctor wanted. Well, fuck.

Rose was on her own and Jack sure as hell wasn't going to help her out at all -- though, as much as he didn't want to help it seemed like he was doing a damn good job of cocking things up on his own.

Jack chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "Leave it to Shannon to introduce everyone," Jack replied with a chuckle. "He is the only one. Delectable vowels. I may say it a lot, but listening to that man talk? Make anyone go weak in the knees." Jack looked at Rose, smiling and dropping an arm around her shoulders. "So, Miss Tyler, what brings a pretty girl like you to a place like this?"

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-07-21 03:36 am UTC (link)
Almost instinctively, as if she'd been craving the touch, Rose leaned into his arm. And maybe she had been. Even her beloved, trusted Doctor wasn't the same in this place. Something was very, very wrong and it was like he didn't trust her with it. Usually, even if they were facing near death, he was up front and honest with her. This was a whole different rugby match.

"Well, she was the one who 'officially' invited me to crash here," Rose reminded him. "So she felt it was safer to introduce everyone. Besides, she was afraid of..." Flicking her tongue over her lower lip, Rose glanced around a bit frantically. "She was afraid of intruders, so to speak. You know. Moles, spies. The works." And yet she'd invited Rose in with no questions asked. What had Jack told her?

"So, tell me, Mr. Weak in the Knees. How well do you know this Ianto?" She nudged him gently with her elbow and grinned up at him before resuming her place with her head on his shoulder.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-10 02:20 am UTC (link)
Jack smiled and pulled Rose in a bit closer, resting his cheek on the top of her head. So much time had separated them and yet Jack could so easily fall into this old routine. God he had missed her, perhaps more than he could possibly say and so much better to have her around -- even if he wouldn't have wanted her to ever see the horrors of this place.

Chuckling, Jack nodded. "Shannon does that. Bringing in strays and keeping us all in one place." Jack nodded curtly. "We had an interesting experience with a group of clones not too long ago. Couldn't tell who was who it was a giant clusterfuck." What had Jack told Shannon? Well, that was for Jack to know.

Oh for the love of... this was exactly why he didn't want to bring up Ianto. "I know him well enough," Jack hedged. "He works with me, actually." Well, what was the harm in bringing up Torchwood? Hopefully none. Wasn't like she'd have heard of it. "At Torchwood."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-10 03:09 am UTC (link)
He was warm, despite the chill in the air, and Rose found herself nestling into him. "This Ianto's not going to mind me cuddling up to his better half, is he?" she asked, looking up at him before burying her face back into that warm place in his shoulder. Quite frankly, she didn't care if he did or didn't. Okay, maybe a little. But honestly! Broes over hoes. Surely he knew that.

She didn't want to be there. Who would? But honestly? She had Jack and the Doctor. She'd thought she'd left both for dead and now they were both there and she did enjoy that part. Even if they were trapped there against their will.

"Torchwood?" she questioned, eyeing him. "Is that the Time Agency? I thought you'd gone...what was it? Free-lance?" She really wasn't under the impression that he'd continued to talk to anyone he'd known there. Especially when he'd joined she and the Doctor in the TARDIS without another look back.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-10 03:42 am UTC (link)
Jack was warm and the greatcoat (both of them, mind) helped by way of keeping the two of them warm. Shaking his head, Jack flashed Rose a quick grin. "He won't mind. He's used to it by now to be honest." Because Jack and fidelity were two things that didn't exactly go hand in hand. Never had and never would.

"Yes, Torchwood," Jack replied. "It's... a branch," he lied smoothly. She didn't need to know those little details did she? No, no she didn't. "I had gone free-lance. Answerable to no one but myself." Jack shrugged. "But trust me, when you see how good Ianto looks in a suit? You'll see why I didn't mind going back and forth."

Yes, Jack. Make it all about sex and pretend you're not head over heels in love with Ianto. Good one.

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-10 04:18 am UTC (link)
"He is really good-looking," she admitted, giggling a little. Now this? This was how she remembered it. Sitting around, talking about blokes with Jack. What had only been a couple of days for her had clearly been longer for him. She simply didn't know how long just yet.

"You're lucky he wound up here, then," she said, though she only half meant it. Would she wish her mum, or Mickey there with her? Not at all. Well... Okay, partially she didn't want Mickey there because there were plenty of good-looking blokes around and then there was the way he and Jack and he and the Doctor always bickered and went back and forth and...yeah. But no, she wouldn't want them there with her. Rose sighed, brushing her hair off of her face before resting a hand on Jack's arm. "I take it there's...more to it?" It was the most polite way she could think to ask. Well, maybe there were others. But that was her best effort.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-10 04:38 am UTC (link)
How could he not grin at that? "Do you expect anything less from me and my standards?" Jack asked. "Like I said, the man looks fantastic in a suit, and we'll ignore the fact that he used to call that sexual harassment, shall we?" Because it wasn't really harassment when the other party enjoyed it.

Jack shook his head. "No, no I'm not." About to say something along the lines that 'I can't die but he can', Jack quickly bit that comment back. Talking about Torchwood was one thing. Talking about the fact that he couldn't die because Rose had made him this way was another. Resting a hand over hers, Jack laced his fingers through hers even as he kissed the top of her head. "More to what? This place? Torchwood? The fact that I grin when Ianto's name is mentioned? Which one?"

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-10 05:03 am UTC (link)
He was comfy. She could fall asleep there if she wasn't careful. When he kissed the top of her head, she grinned to herself. It was nice to be with him again. Even if she'd apparently lost him to an adorable Welshman. Ah, well. Technically, she was 'taken' anyway. And then there was the Doctor, who'd never been keen on her flirtations with Jack. For the better, she supposed.

"All of the above?" she teased, though her mind was racing with possibilities. "Mostly the Ianto thing. I rather meant... You know! How is he... Outside of the workplace." There, that would do it. Right? "Though that is an awfully pretty smile when his name comes up."

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-12 03:09 am UTC (link)
Jack prided himself on his abilities where comfort was concerned. He would always be the flirt, particularly with Rose. If her eyes weren't for the Doctor (and his for Ianto) Jack would have made the moves -- actual moves. Ones that would have wound up with both of them against the nearest flat surface.

"He's... Welsh." Jack couldn't help but give the cheeky reply. He wrinkled his nose, shaking his head. "You know me. I don't do this whole... thing. But it's..." Jack sighed and looked at Rose. The woman who had always been his confidante. "It's different, I suppose."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-12 03:23 am UTC (link)
If asked, Rose wouldn't deny having wanted those moves at one point or another. But the Doctor was a jealous sort, whether any of them knew it or not. The vibe he'd given off had clearly said this flirtation between the two of them was off limits. Not that it had ever stopped them on that level, but it had never gone any further.

Besides. Jack had his Welshman now! As strange as that sounded. It seemed as though he'd known him forever, but he and Rose had confessed an awful lot of things in those quiet moments in the TARDIS, and a gorgeous Welshman named Ianto had never come up.

The expression he gave, the nearly pleading tone... "You're completely mad about him, aren't you?" she sputtered, amusement creeping into her voice. Jack Harkness? In love? "I never thought I'd see it! Oh, you wonderful, adorable man, you're head over heels for this one!" Giggling, her cheeks turned pink. "I just meant the sex!" she admitted.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-12 03:50 am UTC (link)
Oh Rose could deny all she wanted but Jack knew the truth: she wanted him. Who didn't, in the end? No one... that's who. Yes, knowing the Doctor's feelings would have stopped him, but he would forever continue to push that envelope where propriety was concerned.

Yes, Jack did have his Welshman, but he was a Welshman who understood Jack's need for being with other people from time to time. God, what an interesting relationship they had. No, a Welshman never would have come up -- because that Welshman was from far into Jack's future at that point.

"I am not," Jack protested weakly. Why was it Rose Tyler could manage to get such things out of him when even Ianto couldn't? "No, I'm nothing of the sort. He's a fantastic shag and looks damn wonderful in a suit. Three pieces are the preferred, but two aren't bad."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-12 04:18 am UTC (link)
Rose merely smirked. He could deny it all he wanted, but she knew him. She knew him from hours spent gossiping and whispering and sneaking in pranks and goodies behind the Doctor's back. Those eyes, that smile, and of course, his protesting the fact.

"So you are shagging him," she said with a grin, leaning back a bit to study him. "Should've known that much. But...wow." Impulsively, she hugged his arm, just because she was already leaning on it. "Does he know? You're not doing the whole repressed feelings thing, are you? Making him think he's just around for the late night lovins?" Her voice was teasing, but she was honestly just trying to help. Really! "I'd think three pieces would just be more to take off," she added innocently.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-12 04:44 am UTC (link)
Oh for the love of...

"Well, of course I'm shagging him," Jack said, rolling his eyes skyward. "I think it'd be more unusual if I wasn't shagging him and we merely met once a week for tea and crumpets." Saying Jack was in a purely platonic relationship was... well, impossible. He still snuck kisses with Rose when he could.

Jack shook his head. "See a waistline in a waistcoat and you'll agree with me." He said nothing about whether or not Ianto knew. Because he did, and that was all that mattered in the end, wasn't it? "Does he know he looks good in a suit? Yes. He's called me on sexual harassment on more than one occasion."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-12 05:16 am UTC (link)
Rose was laughing helplessly by then, burying her head in Jack's arm to smother the sound. All she needed was one of the others, namely Ianto, to come running out wondering what was wrong. Then she'd never stop laughing.

When she caught her breath, she shook her head and smiled up at him. "Jack, you're impossible, you know that? You've finally got something wonderful and you're going to deny it on me. That's really not fair." That tiny part of her knew they could have had something wonderful, but she wouldn't have been nearly as okay with Jack's...extracurriculars. Which is why they were better for the occasional flirtation than settling down. No one could ever get Jack to manage that, she was nearly certain.

"You're a terrible co-worker, then. Lemme guess, sex on the desk and everything?" If he didn't want to get all heartfelt...well, no, it wasn't fine. Rose needed someone to live vicariously through. But she'd settle. Maybe.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-12 05:29 am UTC (link)
Actually, Jack wouldn't mind if Ianto came out at this point in time. Oh how easily he could angle for a threesome -- Jack knew full-well that Ianto would be up for it. Which was, in a word, fantastic to have a lover that flexible; in more ways than one.

He did, however, poke her in the side when she started laughing. Coupled soon after with him tickling the ever-living crap out of her. He was going to have fun with her, that's what Rose was for afterall. "I never said I had anything wonderful. I just said I had a fantastic shag. You're the one reading through the lines." Lies, Captain Harkness, all lies. "What exactly do you want to hear from me? That I'm head over heels and madly in love with the bloke? Puh-lease."

Jack shook his head. "I'm not a terrible co-worker. I'm a terrible boss. Ianto is one of my employees." He just grinned. "Desk, anywhere in the Hub, the showers in the lower levels. Just tended to stay away from the cells. Handcuffs are one thing, but could never get the stench of Weevil out and it really ruins the mood."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-12 05:50 am UTC (link)
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!" she demanded, swatting at his hands. "You behave, or I'm telling!" Who she'd tell remained to be seen. She had no idea just how...flexible Ianto was. But the Doctor? Not quite so flexible. Though hopefully he'd just be so happy to see Jack in this awful place that he'd let it go.

"I'm reading through the lines because I'm right!" she insisted, grinning. But how could he be his boss? That didn't make any sense at all. Free lance Time Agents didn't lead people. They led people on, mind you. On trips hurtling through space to London. But that was completely besides the point. The point was, what was a Hub and how did a Welshman get there with a 51st century Time Agent?

Again, she didn't ask questions, merely let her curiousity absorb. She'd attempt to piece it all together later. "You're a sleeze, you know that? Have you two ever even bothered to use a bed?"

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-12 08:45 pm UTC (link)
"I always behave," Jack scoffed, lifting his chin up in the air. "I'm the master of propriety. Saints take their lessons from me in the whole 'saintly behaviour' category." Oh Ianto? Was very flexible -- something Jack could attest to. He had no problem with Shannon, so Jack knew Ianto would be fine with Rose. Besides, when it came down to it, the man with the dirty mind was one Ianto Jones.

Yes, Jack was doing a wonderful job of keeping things as they should be and not giving Rose any spoilers. Besides, it could be explained away as easily as 'oh, we all survived Satellite 5 and then I decided to strike out on my own a bit'. Not necessarily a lie but it sure as hell wasn't the full truth either.

"I am not a sleeze and yes, we do bother to use a bed. Most often than naught, mind." Jack gave her an impish smile. "But if the mood strikes, only thing that matters is having some slick around. The place doesn't matter so long as there's a hard, preferably flat, surface nearby."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-13 03:39 am UTC (link)
Rose buried her face in her hands, her groan audible. "I'm pretending I don't know more about your sex life right now than anyone needs to," she protested, though there was still a giggle in her voice. It was Jack, after all. Talking these sorts of things with him was sort of like talking about it with Shareen. No matter how 'TMI' it got, it could still be shared between each other.

"You're impossible, you know that." It wasn't a question, because Captain Jack Harkness did know it. It was one reason she loved him.

She pulled herself to her feet, reaching her hand down for him. "Care to join me inside, Captain? I believe a formal introduction to your Welsh boytoy is in order. And I know how very much the Doctor missed you!" The last part was added teasingly, she'd admit. Though they'd learned to cooperate and work together and had even become friends, she'd always feel there was something a little strained in that friendship. Maybe it was the former Con-Man, or maybe it was his need to be around the Time Lord's little blond friend. She'd probably never know because she'd never ask.

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-17 04:41 am UTC (link)
"Pretend all you want, not going to stop me from talking," Jack replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "Not to mention, I'm sure you want all the details." Because, really, Rose was nothing more than one of the girls and she was the sister he never had -- in the non-incestuous way because, well, she was rather cute.

So whatever relationship worked. Right then. Moving on.

"I've been told that more than once or twice," Jack replied, buffing his nails on his shirt. However, it was hard to say what 'impossible' thing he was referring to.

Grinning, he took her hand when it was offered and unceremoniously pulled her back down and into his lap. "He's not in yet," Jack replied, loathe to give up this time with Rose just yet. He quickly stole a kiss, smile widening even as he pulled back. "Secondly? There is no 'boytoy' he's my employee. Nothing more."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-17 05:05 am UTC (link)
Rose squealed as she came back down, though she was laughing. Especially considering her landing point. Rolling her eyes, she let him kiss her, then brushed the lock of hair that always flopped in his face out of his eyes. "Liar. You're suuuuch a liar, Jack Harkness. I'd sell every handbag I had to have someone look at me the way you look at him." She kissed him this time, but a sisterly brush of lips against his cheek. "You, Jack Harkness, adore that man. He may be your employee at this Torchwood, but outside? He is so much more."

She'd seen Jack in flirting mode. You didn't travel with the good captain for more than a day or two and not see that. He even flirted with her, much as he was doing just that moment. And there was a difference in his posture, in his expressions, and in his general manner when he was around Ianto. "And he is in, you git, and if he peers out this window and sees you kissing me? I'm not winning his affections any time soon."

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-17 05:15 am UTC (link)
Oh how he loved the sounds she made, particularly that high pitched little squeal of hers. There was a grin firmly set into his face as he looped his arms loosely around her waist. "I'm not a liar." Which they both knew was a lie, Mr Con-Man extraordinaire." Moving his hand quickly, he cupped her chin in his hand and stole yet another kiss from her. "If I'm such a good liar, then maybe I'm lying about those looks. Besides, you haven't seen me around him. You're just cooking all this up."

Didn't matter if she was telling the truth. Not like Jack could admit to that.

Jack would always be a flirt, particularly with those he loved. "If he peers out the window and sees me snogging you, he'll either roll his eyes or come out here and look to join us."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-17 05:55 am UTC (link)
He made it really, really tempting to just keep kissing him. It had been a while since she'd gotten kissed, and especially that sweetly. Mickey tried, bless him, but it just wasn't the same.

But he wasn't hers. He never had been, not really. And Rose craved something entirely her own. Despite her love for Jack, she knew he'd never settle down. The fact that he had a lover who'd easily accept him snogging a woman right in front of him was proof enough of that. Rose? Couldn't do that. Every time a woman looked in the Doctor's direction she shuddered. Not that they were dating or anything. Not exactly. Honestly, no one 'dated' the Doctor! He was a Time Lord for Heaven's sake.

So she merely snuggled into his hold on her, resting her face in the warm place between his neck and his shoulder. "You're the worst of liars, Jack Harkness. One might almost believe you were comfortable, you know that?" Absently, one hand reached up to play with his hair. "Anything else I need to know of? Got a girlfriend on the side, too? Kids, alien lovers?"

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-19 02:55 am UTC (link)
Of course he made it tempting. That was because he was Captain Jack Harkness who made kissing into an Olympic sport. Jack knew how a woman (or man, or ficus) deserved to be kissed and that was how he kissed. He put his whole heart and soul into it, because he did care about everyone he ever kissed on some level.

No, Jack wasn't hers -- but Jack wasn't really anyone's. Well... the only man who had ever come close to completely capturing Jack's heart was one Ianto Jones. But even as smitten as he was, Jack still flirted and snogged and slept around as he wanted. But Ianto understood Jack's needs and there was that little saying that went if Jack didn't sleep around, Ianto would never be able to sit down.

Still, Jack enjoyed holding Rose so close, enjoyed her scent as it enveloped him completely. "I don't lie. He would try to join us. He may look innocent but there's one hell of a dirty mind beneath those suits." Jack grinned, leaning his head into her gentle touch. "Well, you call be a liar so even if I did tell you the truth about kids and alien lovers, you probably wouldn't be inclined to listen."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-19 04:25 am UTC (link)
Rose adored this man. In all his flirtatious, sexually adventurous glory. She just didn't necessarily want to be on his 'list'. Well. Sort of. Maybe Ianto would be okay with him messing around, but Rose didn't want to be the cause of that. Ianto seemed too sweet.

But she had to giggle at the comment about Ianto's dirty mind. "It's always the quiet ones, you know. They seem so innocent on the surface and then you get them in the bedroom..." Her voice trailed off and she nudged him teasingly with her elbow. Still, she made no effort to sit up. "You know, at the end of the day? I don't know that I could keep up with you!" She was mostly teasing, but she meant it, too. "And I would not call you a liar...okay, sorry, I think I might have to."

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[info]capt_harkness
2009-08-19 04:48 am UTC (link)
What made matters worse was that Jack knew just how much Rose adored him. And, perhaps, had things been different, he would have eventually taken advantage of her. But he knew where her heart lay and he wouldn't attempt to screw with that. So, in the end, all he would do was what he was doing right now. Flirting like hell with her.

"It is always the quiet ones," Jack agreed, getting a bit of a far-away look in his eyes. "Oh that man in the bedroom..." Amazing, he could have that same look that Ianto had when talking to Martha. "You would call me a liar, even if I said I had a daughter."

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[info]jeopardysfriend
2009-08-19 05:12 am UTC (link)
Rose rolled her eyes and smacked him playfully. He was incorrigable. No matter how much she loved him, she would never be used to him. But then, that was half the fun, wasn't it? Always on your toes with Jack Harkness. And...yeah. Always on other things.

The thought brought a giggle to her mind as she tried to force the images of 'that man in the bedroom' out of her mind. It had been way too long for her to go around thinking that way. In fact, she was pretty sure after that stop in Cardiff, Mickey wouldn't want near her ever again. But then, he deserved someone who could give herself fully to him.

So instead, she focused on his other sentence. "You're damn right I would!" she snorted, rolling her eyes again. "You as a parent? Does her mother know what she got herself into?" Easing herself out of his lap and back to his side, she grinned and shook his head. "Is she green? Polka-dotted? I know! You conceived her on Raxacoricofallapatorius, didn't you? Got yourself a little Slitheen egg somewhere!"

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