[Someone has been having fun catching up on his PCD, in between his hunts for a domicile for team Torchwood. He's currently somewhere in the city, on another one of those searches.]If it's not life under the sea, it's people disappearing and rainbow sheep, huh? It's enough to make a guy want a drink. If this were Cardiff, I'd be well-stocked
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-=Yeah, that's what his share of honey is going to become. Real Drink.=-
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It is my honor. I am called Hawke.
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I'm Jack, hallo.
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I am honored. I will be there soon.
-=It's about twenty minutes, but Hawke arrives to where Jack is. Like in the video feed, he's nude from the waist up, with a waist cloth that ended around his knees. There was a shoulder bag that was over one shoulder and from it hung a black obsidian knife.=-
It is Hawke.
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I figured, you're the only shirtless blond I've seen around. Shall we go?
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It is this way. -=He's extra polite as he motions in the correct direction.=- I do not know if there is any drink there. Others could have finished it before.
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[Jack nods and starts following him.] Even if there's not, it'll be good to know about in future, I suppose.
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-=Hawke continues walking, humming slightly in response.=- Sometimes, things appear here. Sometimes those things are useful. Sometimes they are rotten. It is possible that more will come in the future.
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[Jack nods again, looking around.] I hope so. It'd be handy.
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That is what one would think. But somehow, it never empties. From what I could see. Many people come by here to drink. I see it on the machines. I do not see disappointment that they did not find any.
-=Curious, isn't it?=-
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Hmm. That is odd. Something to look into.
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