[ooc: backdated to shortly after this, which we will finish at some point. Also, here there be cannibalism. You have been warned.][This is nothing you haven't seen before: Jack is crouched over a corpse, wrench raised high though the damage is already done. The dead thing with its head caved in is only just recognizable as Alex Kralie, but even ( Read more... )

[Jack is bustling around Dr. Bhamba's lab. It's his job now, and he even has a nice lab coat of his very own that suits him not at all, and a pair of vinyl gloves in a jaunty blue. He is mopping ( Read more... )

[OOC: V, feel free to stick that scene we talked about with Sinclayah here, I'm getting the feeling that this might be one of those weeks where I never see you. Everyone else is welcome too, natch.][Jack was just about to do something or other with his communicator--in fact, he accidentally hit the button to start the feed before he was ready, and ( Read more... )

[Today, Jack has apparently decided that he doesn't want to show his face. His voice is heavy, expressionless and stony.]

It happened again. I remembered a whole life I never had. It happened again.

[Locked to Sinclair]

[His voice is tinged with embarrassment now, and a little self-deprecating humor, but he has to ask.]

Sinclair...you're not ( Read more... )