"Space Patrol Delta. " He corrected, but was amused. Control? Where the hell had he gotten control from. "Can you say that again later if my team shows up?" A smirk creeping into his features. Jack Landors wasn't known to be the face of calm of the B-squad power rangers. "Yeah. Not regularly, but it's happened. In 2025 travel is still rare. But Black Market time travel devices were created when the Troobians started to launch attacks on other planets and headed toward Earth. People wanted to get the hell out of dodge before they showed up at our front door so scientists developed a computer program for it. " That was his extent of knowledge toward the how and why.
"You can say that again." Jack sighed and looked down at his uniform. "Man..now I'm stuck with this thing. I hate uniforms." He made a face and stretched his arm. "I was just about to be done with it. Words of advice, never sign the paperwork till you're out of uniform." He didn't think that Sam would have an issue with that any time soon, he didn't exactly scream military.
"As long as it's got a shower and a bed I guess I'm shiny." Jack wasn't difficult to accommodate at least. He really didn't need alot. He spent most of his life on the streets, so he didn't have many things with him. At least he had that advantage of not dealing with boxes and moving.