Jack had spent most of the day handwavily with Sam. He could tell she was feeling better - her tolerance for being coddled was dropping rapidly - but she was still letting him fuss. She'd had a shower, eaten more soup, and let him read to her until she fell asleep. Wary of disturbing her, he'd eventually slipped out and back to his room.

( This is my linkdrop. )

Isabel woke sometime in the wee hours of the morning, blinking in confusion that turned into a smile when she realised where she was ( Read more... )

It was dark and quiet in Jack's room, and the only thing awake was the plant. It stood constant vigil next to the bed - not that it could do much else. It was only a plant. Standing around was pretty much the sum total of its ability - while Jack dreamed...

( Those who lose dreaming are lost... )

It wasn't that Jack couldn't sleep, it was just that he couldn't seem to get any deeper than a doze.

He blamed the week.

Okay, yeah, it had been the first week of actual classes, but the learning curve had struck with a vengeance that seemed wholly unwarranted. In one week he'd learned that his usual method of dealing with unhappy people - which ( Read more... )

The TV was on, there was a cup of tea sitting next to the plant, and Jack was lazing on his bed, flipping through some pages he'd printed off the internet.

The door was partly open, and he was currently wondering if All and Sundries would order furniture.

[ooc: open for just one person, who knows who she is.]

After a day spent forcing himself not to think about emails and whether they'd been sent on time, Jack finally gave in and went to check. There was nothing in the inbox from anyone he recognised, so he started checking the spam.

And there it was.

( email )

Uncharacteristically, Jack had spent the day thinking. About a lot of things, but the two topics currently battling it out for top billing were Sam's outburst of yesterday -- and using her? He really, really wanted to know what Jarod had said to trigger that, but he wasn't going to ask, and he wasn't going to let himself figure it out -- and what ( Read more... )

After Constant Vigilance, Jack had ducked up to the dorms to check his email, hoping for something from Izzy, then headed back to his alcove to water the plant. And to make sure it and Izzy's bear hadn't killed each other. No injuries so far ( Read more... )

After Jarod's workshop, Jack ducked back to the dorms to grab his gear and his plant.

Settling the plant back in it's accustomed place, he couldn't help but notice it had grown. A huge yawn prevented him from noticing much else, except that his pack could be dumped on the floor, and the bed looked very apealling after the long day and almost ( Read more... )

After leaving Izzy, Jack made his way back to his room. It was late and he was tired, but he was also slightly buzzed from the sugar.

So he was lying on his bed, watching TV, catching the tail end of the shark movie marathon he'd been watching in the common room. This one was definitely the worst of the lot, even if the lead actor was very, very ( Read more... )