Jack/Rose telepathy & empathy snippet, PG
Another preview of a flashback scene in "The Torchwood Girls", Jack/Rose telepathy & empathy snippet, PG, 300 words.
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”You get telepathy, Rose, yeah?” Jack asked, as they were sat at the TARDIS’ kitchen table, drinking tea. “The Doctor, and this pretty lady of his, who’s always in our heads.”
“Yeah,” she replied. “That’s how he knows he’s the last of the Time Lords. He can’t... sense them, in his head.”
“That... absence makes a hell of a noise, sweetheart,” Jack whispered. “I wish he’d just tell us something a little more than that, the stubborn idiot. His mind might quieten a little, if he did. Still, he’s gonna teach me some shielding skills.”
Rose laughed, seemingly despite herself. “He’s still a bloke, even if he is an alien. You gonna tell me ‘bout this empathy, then?”
“Okay.” Jack moved to the chair next to Rose. “Telepathy’s mainly about thoughts,” he said, and put his fingers on her temples, pressing gently. “The nerves that run from here are the vital ones, where telepathy’s concerned. As for empathy,” he continued, pulling one hand away, “that’s more about feelings, emotions.” Jack placed that hand over Rose’s heart. “About what’s going on in there.”
She looked at his hand, and back at him. Jack watched her consider what he’d said. “You can read my... heart, rather than just my mind? Is that it?” she asked.
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“What am I feeling, right now?”
Jack thought about her question for one second, Rose’s emotions were so strong. He moved his hand back to her face. Cupping it, he leaned in, placing a single, very soft kiss on her lips. “That, sweetheart,” he said, moving back.
“You sure?” Her eyes were glinting.
Jack grinned. “I was trying to be good!”
“I don’t think I want good, Captain.”
“I know you don’t, Rose,” he acknowledged. “Let’s see how we go, huh?”
“Alright,” she replied.
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”You get telepathy, Rose, yeah?” Jack asked, as they were sat at the TARDIS’ kitchen table, drinking tea. “The Doctor, and this pretty lady of his, who’s always in our heads.”
“Yeah,” she replied. “That’s how he knows he’s the last of the Time Lords. He can’t... sense them, in his head.”
“That... absence makes a hell of a noise, sweetheart,” Jack whispered. “I wish he’d just tell us something a little more than that, the stubborn idiot. His mind might quieten a little, if he did. Still, he’s gonna teach me some shielding skills.”
Rose laughed, seemingly despite herself. “He’s still a bloke, even if he is an alien. You gonna tell me ‘bout this empathy, then?”
“Okay.” Jack moved to the chair next to Rose. “Telepathy’s mainly about thoughts,” he said, and put his fingers on her temples, pressing gently. “The nerves that run from here are the vital ones, where telepathy’s concerned. As for empathy,” he continued, pulling one hand away, “that’s more about feelings, emotions.” Jack placed that hand over Rose’s heart. “About what’s going on in there.”
She looked at his hand, and back at him. Jack watched her consider what he’d said. “You can read my... heart, rather than just my mind? Is that it?” she asked.
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“What am I feeling, right now?”
Jack thought about her question for one second, Rose’s emotions were so strong. He moved his hand back to her face. Cupping it, he leaned in, placing a single, very soft kiss on her lips. “That, sweetheart,” he said, moving back.
“You sure?” Her eyes were glinting.
Jack grinned. “I was trying to be good!”
“I don’t think I want good, Captain.”
“I know you don’t, Rose,” he acknowledged. “Let’s see how we go, huh?”
“Alright,” she replied.