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Who: Captain Jack and ANYONE
What: Just what it says on the tin
When: August 8 and 9th
Where: Noted in prompts
Why?: Because Jack is Jack and things need to happen okay
Warnings: One of the prompts is going to contain discussions of needs and possible sex.

On the TARDIS: Closed to anyone who lives there

Jack hummed as he sat at the desk in his room and made notes in his journal. It was something he started after the Miracle. He wasn't sure out long his memory is going to be able handle his centuries of experience. He smiles and hummed along with the soft Glen Miller the TARDIS was playing for him. She'd also provided the journal a leather bound book with his real name and his chosen one written in Boekind language. It also locks with a thumbprint lock that is coded to his DNA. He writes with a pen and an inkwell enjoying the scratch of it on the paper as he works to remember everything he doesn't want to forget.

Wandering About:

Jack was exploring with the eye of a man who can easily take in every detail in one glance. His hands are stuck in his pockets and his coat billowing out behind him. He doesn't really know what he's looking for just that he needs to take the measure of this place. He's also lost in his own thoughts as if his memories were a bit too much to bear, but he needs to remember. He's been through a lot since arriving here and while exploring he needs to think...needs a moment to process everything.

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The Time Lord and the Captain hash things out

Edited 2017-08-11 00:13 (UTC)

Rose flomps on Jack's chest, glomping and hugging him. "I was just thinking of doing that too." Taking notes on things other than Torchwood style "work" aligning people and their points in time as references. "Also... I'm an idiot, and you're perfect so don't think you did anything wrong ever, okay?" Also not letting go. She is officially comfortable again and able to relax.

Jack feels his heart twist when Rose calls him perfect. He knows he's not and that he never will be. He hugs her back. "And here I thought I was the one to kiss and tell," he replies with a soft chuckle. He is still feeling pleasantly sore from yesterday. "I would assume he's feeling better now?"

Rose stuck her tongue out at him. "Yeah.... I might'a also..." she laughed herself, "Gone a little overboard. In congratulatin' him. Oops," a shrug.

Jack grins and laughs gently smacking her shoulder. "That's my girl," he says with real pride, "going after what you want and everything. You've gone far from your 21st century morals." Jack does feel a bit left out almost like he is a stepping stone between the Doctor and his other companions.

Laughing, and blushing, Rose shook her head. "Nah. I know what I want, and that's not it. Not what ya think either. It's just... gonna be too complicated with the Doctor here. I told him that before too. Made him all depressed with it. Amy said he, the future Doctor, and River's, relationship is super open and that's just..." more headshakes, and Rose bit her bottom lip, hiding her face slightly in Jack's chest, "Not me. Yet. Probably never."

She lightly bit one of her fingertips. "I was just jealous," she admitted with another soft laugh. "I mean I'm glad you made him happy, and I don't want ya to do anything different, but that wasn't me goin' after what I really want. Just feelin' competitive." She snorted, and gave him a sneaky sideglance. "It's easier with ya because I kind of left some pretty visible marks, yeah?" And she did not mean scratches or bruises or even hickeys. "With him, it's more invisible, and it's not like I want him depressed," she sighed, chewing her bottom lip in thought. "I just got competitive. I warned him about that."

She gently took Jack's face in her hands. "Listen yeah? Before you and he... whatever... the other day, I told him if he hurt you again I'd make him regenerate into Amy's favorite version. And I mean it. Still do. So if something happens, you'll have to pick me up and carry me away until I cool off, understand?" She let go and smiled softly, shaking her head again, "I'm not sayin' do anything differently. Just be yourself. Be happy. But I won't forgive anyone hurting you. Even him. I'm always on your side, got it?" She gently offered him a sweet kiss.

Complicated is the least well complicated way of putting things. Jack is quietly pleased that Rose is willing to fight so hard for him. Not that he needs someone to fight for him like that, but knowing she'd be willing to do that for him means a lot. "Oh Rose.....I know you would do anything for me, but I know what I'm doing. I won't let anyone hurt me." Not ever again Jack's heart is closed off to only a few people and it is going to stay that way.

"Good," she laughed and gently nuzzled him, nose to nose. "Otherwise I wouldn't trust you with myself. I'm still a bit electric right now," she affectionately played her fingers in his hair. "This way I know you're safe and won't get hurt by me either," she beamed, 100% meaning it.

Jack smiles. "Not electric electric I hope," he purred softly, "Dare I ask you to kiss and tell or is it lips shut for both of us sweetheart?" He isn't sure what he's hoping for as he asks that question, but he waits for the answer with baited breath.

She grinned broadly and nibbled down his throat, purring right back, "Oh, he was bouncy like cheerful like Tigger from Winnie the Pooh. I just had to see how those springs worked." Her eyes are practically glowing, watching Jack. "He cheated, usin' alien psychic energies to nibble right here," she gestured vaguely with a hand over breasts, "Without even gettin' my shirt all the way off first. Sly devil. And here I'd have expected him to be shy."

Jack laughed warmly, his real laugh that was deep and rich with joyful emotion. "That was because I took the edge off," he replied, "and believe you me when two telepaths get in a room together we can have some fun sweetheart." And Jack would never forget the feeling of having the Doctor in his head. "Only he was playing dirty a little lower down in my case."

"Yup," Rose laughed at the first part, and her eyes just widened at the rest. "Ehhhhh you're a telepath?! I'm so jealous! I only got some of the basic Torchwood training, but..." she scrunched her face up wondering if she could replicate what Jack and the Doctor did to them. Or if it would just be thinking loudly.

If nothing else she can try to use the TARDIS' field and her Bad Wolf connection to ampify her empathy in reverse --

And tickle Jack between the legs.

Jack could sense what Rose was trying to do and he lowered his shields slightly to let her in. He was careful to lock of most of his mind to her probing, not that she could get far if he didn't want her to. He feels the tickle of her mind and smiles. "You need a bit more training," he admits, "but I can feel you well enough Rose."

She laughed at that, purely delighted and surprised. "Okay you can teach me," she beamed up at him, lacing her fingers with his. "I trust ya Captain." Tongue out the side.

Jack smiles and squeezes her hand gently. "Okay," he replies, "the first lesson is the easiest...you need to relax. I can feel you pushing a bit too hard and that could strain your mind. The key to anything mental is to let it flow not to force it."

"Ah... yeah?" She bit her bottom lip in thought. Truly, with anyone else, she probably would have shut down. After all opening herself up to the empathy or even just letting down what little shields she had was dangerous at best, but it was a muscle too, strain from force was definitely a danger, and Rose wasn't the type to overthink things. She focused on letting go, on calming down and relaxing, and replaced the tickles with a gentle kiss to Jack's shoulders.

Jack smiles and shivers. "That's it sweetheart," he purrs softly, "nice and simple." He projects back the kiss to her shoulders followed by a gentle mental caress to sooth her mind. "Remember to lock anything you don't want me to see behind a door."

"Um?" She shivered back, enjoying all of it, and laughed softly, "I don't think you gotta worry about that." She might as well be an open book to Jack. She didn't want him worrying, so she slid some concerns and angers and fears about the Doctor, about Jack, about the Doctor pitying Jack which she reamed the Doctor out over hard, and maybe some vague jealousies... which refused to be doored, so she gave up and gently kicked the rest behind a very small Alice-in-Wonderland style sized door, barely fit for a mouse.

She gently nuzzled him again and worked on psychic kisses down his throat, eager to see if she could get more purrs and reactions out of the fellow time traveler.

Jack both mentally and physically shivers. It's been a very long time since he's let anyone into his head like this. John Hart had been the last one and that had been a complete disaster. Then again John tended to shove instead of ask and that had grated against Jack's senses. Rose was different. Rose he wanted inside like Tosh, so he opened his own mind a bit more. His doors look like they are made of driftwood, easily pushed down, but stronger then they look. Each door has a word on it some in English others in a language that Rose won't know.

He reaches out and caresses her mind with his own, a gentle hug that says. "Hello, you can trust me."

Boeshane, she assumes the language to be. Or some other alien language he picked up as a time agent, before traveling with the Doctor, or then again, maybe even after.

She grins and shivers at the mental caress and nuzzles him all over again, beaming and laughing, returning the psychic hug hard with her own, "{Already do!}" Because she did. More than anything or anyone else.

He wasn't the only one who had the problem of too many thoughts rattling around in his head. Demyx was in a similar boat, and in that event, he wasn't paying attention at all to where he was going.

He walked around the corner and suddenly into a person who happened to be there. He stumbled backwards a little and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Geeze, I'm sorry!"

Jack reaches his hands out to catch the young man who bumped into him. "Whoa there it's okay no harm done." He turns on the charm and smiles fully at someone he hopes could become a friend. "Hello, Captain Jack Harkness and you are?"

Demyx smiles back as he's caught and his balance is regained. "Captain huh?"

His eyes were alight with amusement. "I'm Demyx. Nice to meet you, although that was pretty weird way of doing it."

Meanwhile, Ichabod is exploring with the eye of a man who has his face buried in his phone because being outside is uncomfortable.

Rather, being outside when everyone else is outside is uncomfortable, there's a reason the constable usually worked nights, and it wasn't just for the quiet commute home.

He'd learned very, very quickly that phones were an excellent excuse to never ever ever have to talk to anyone he didn't want to.

Ever.

It also kept people from approaching him, a thought that was good in theory but when your eyes are glued to a tiny computer screen and not, say, on the road in front of you-

Well the inevitable happens.

And one might find him unwittingly walking dead into another human being, thus ruining any and all chances of not having to talk to anyone today.

Good job, Ichabod.

Either the constable would go stumbling back right before contact, or both men were about to have a surprise hug.

Jack reaches out without thinking trying not to knock the slimmer man over "Whoa there handsome you okay," he asks backing up slightly so he doesn't startle him. His blue eyes sparkle with amusement as he looks his new friend up and down. "Hello, Captain Jack Harkness and you are?" He holds his hand out for the man to shake if he chooses.

Well, at least Ichabod didn't hit the ground. The onus is on him to pay attention of course, probably the only thing keeping him from getting snippy in the subsequent wave of awkwardness.

Handsome?

The constable smooths his coat a bit, fixing Jack with a searching look-

"Ichabod Crane." Maybe constable didn't quite apply if he... wasn't a constable, after all.

"I apologize, I should have been watching where I was going."

No one really... offered him handshakes before. It took a moment, but he moved and took Jack's hand politely, the motion quick and light.

Oh this was was cute. Jack grinned and kept his handshake quick and firm. "Pleasure to meet you Mr. Crane," he replies, "Are you new here. I know I haven't been here long myself, but I never forget a face."

"I've been present for at least a month. I'm usually very involved in my work, however, I don't have time to speak with everyone who arrives."

Or rather, more likely, he'd rather not. It's pretty obvious the dark dressed man is as awkward as a three legged stork.

"I take it you've just arrived yourself?"

Jack wasn't the only captain with a lot of thoughts in his head. Han still gets a lot rattling around in his head, even now, and sometimes, getting away from things to process his thoughts is the best he can do. He almost runs into Jack because he isn't totally paying attention-his hands are shoved in his own pockets, his mind on Leia and the kids, wishing he could see them again. But at the same time, it's not safe with Palpatine himself here. He just wishes he could go home.

Jack just keeps on meeting the most interesting people as he walks around this place isn't he. He grins at the man suddenly feeling like he's looking at himself. "Captain Jack Harkness and who are you?"

Ah, another captain. Of what, Han didn't know, but still, it was interesting.

"Solo." he replied. "Captain Han Solo." he replied. "Millenium Falcon....fastest ship in the galaxy. Or probably a lot of others in my way of lookin' at it. What about you...is that a ship or military?" he asked.

Oh this was interesting. Jack grins "Military actually both on Earth and in the rest of the galaxy. Pleased to meet Captain. Sounds like you've been around yourself." He sticks his hand out for the other man to shake. "Ex military?"

He shook the offered hand. Good, he thought, another spacefarer. It was never easy to tell around here.

"Kinda. I never wanted to get drug into it...all I did was take a job for them to get some extra money. Somehow, it just happened...I guess, the more I was intent on leaving, the more a certain rebel princess kept pulling me back. She has a way like that." he said.

"But I kept telling them to knock off the General stuff...I never liked sounding so high and mighty like that. I said that Captain was just fine."

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