215: Wednesday afternoon, and into evening

Jun 29, 2006 05:30

Permission to leave had been obtained.

He'd called to let her know he was coming. Someone would collect him tomorrow morning.

Next on his mental checklist was packing. He could do packing.

Of course, evidence to the contrary could be seen in the empty bags and the random piles of stuff on the floor. Given that Jack was currently sitting in the chair under the window, staring at his plant, the two weren't likely to merge anytime soon.

The door was shut but not locked.

[ooc: locked to izzyalienqueen and mparker17 in turns, if the latter's around. I'll be slow for a few hours, though. Details of conversation NFB, please.]

parker's stuff, torchwood, isabel, 215, parker, time agency, cj

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