video | guess who's back
[Jack's grin is almost wicked and he laughs a little bit as he turns the video on himself, collar flipped up on his coat, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement.] I'd say it's good to be back, Aliunde, but it's really not. How long's it been? Did I miss Christmas? I did, didn't I? Well, that's hardly fair.
[He chuckles a little bit.] Boy, have I got some stories to tell. Anyone still here from when I last waltzed in, or do I have to make a whole new bunch of friends? That gets kind of boring after the first twenty times, you know.
Oh, and if anyone sees the Head Doctor, give her a big "screw you" from me. It was the worst possible time for her to yank me out. [He pauses for a moment, shrugging a little.] Now, can anyone tell me what I've missed? And how's that club of mine doing? [Jack crosses the room, grabs a medical instrument from the cabinet and sits down on the bed, communicator on his lap, pointed up at his face. Cutting his hand open, just off screen, he lets out a pained noise as he does, and then looks back at it, showing the bloody, deep gash to the camera. It heals away, but a lot slower than he normally heals.] Okay... okay! Not mortal. Not fast-healing, but not mortal. This I can work with. At least this time, I won't be falling off any rooftops--
[He blinks down at the phone.] So, who wants to fill me in? [A chuckle and he cuts the feed.]
[He chuckles a little bit.] Boy, have I got some stories to tell. Anyone still here from when I last waltzed in, or do I have to make a whole new bunch of friends? That gets kind of boring after the first twenty times, you know.
Oh, and if anyone sees the Head Doctor, give her a big "screw you" from me. It was the worst possible time for her to yank me out. [He pauses for a moment, shrugging a little.] Now, can anyone tell me what I've missed? And how's that club of mine doing? [Jack crosses the room, grabs a medical instrument from the cabinet and sits down on the bed, communicator on his lap, pointed up at his face. Cutting his hand open, just off screen, he lets out a pained noise as he does, and then looks back at it, showing the bloody, deep gash to the camera. It heals away, but a lot slower than he normally heals.] Okay... okay! Not mortal. Not fast-healing, but not mortal. This I can work with. At least this time, I won't be falling off any rooftops--
[He blinks down at the phone.] So, who wants to fill me in? [A chuckle and he cuts the feed.]