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for rude_not_ginger: Universe hopping, part 2.
Follows this.
It was no lie when Jack said travelling with the transverser might be more uncomfortable than the Vortex Manipulator. In fact, such an idea was quite the understatement. This? This hurt. It felt as though his insides had been ripped out and unceremoniously stuffed back in. Felt so much in fact that he reached a hand down to check ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: Seeking out a reprieve.
Follows thisJack didn't sleep. Not one wink. It was a long night of lying there with his gaze focussed steadfast on a point on the opposite wall. As the hours passed he realised he could have mapped out the knots in the wood of the panelling. But then he probably could have done that anyway ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: Welcome back to the Universe, Doctor.
Follows thisJack carried the Doctor's limp body inside the TARDIS and shut the door behind him with a firm hand. In his mind he could feel the TARDIS bubbling away with worry and concern. She could feel it too, and she didn't understand. Was he alive? Was he really alive? Could he be? What had happened? What had Jack done ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: Waking up from death.
Follows this.His eyes creaked open, and it felt like he'd been asleep too long ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: Invasion at the Rigaldi Institute
Follows this.The console in front of Jack lit up with a rainbow of colours. The different sectors were flashing on and off with a sequence of alarms and alerts, one after the other ( Read more... ) -
For rude_not_ginger:Two Immortals One TARDIS Insert scene. Valentines day.
It had been 50 years since Jack had seen the Doctor. It had been 50 years since Jack had been Jack. 50 years, and he still felt the same. Some days he hated that, it frustrated him and annoyed him and made him want to scream. And some days, it just made him lonely. This was one of those days ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: The masked ball of the Prince Regent of Muldoon.
Follows thisThey had all the time they needed. And true, they did. And an evening that might be a few hours for some could be so much more for them if they desired ( Read more... ) -
for rude_not_ginger: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.
It had been an interesting little trip to Boeshane for more reasons than one. Full of discoveries, both good and bad. But steps forward, and steps that Jack for now was at least optimistically hoping were positive. It was what allowed him now (redressed and cleaned) to stand tall, smiling, and allowing himself to be happy ( Read more... )
