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[man_offaith]

The counter hung innocuously from the wall of his hut, numbers forever stuck between 79 and 78, collecting a thin layer of dust. All it was good for, anymore. He'd done everything he was supposed to, everything the islands asked of him, but when the counter stopped, so did he. He lived the normal, safe, boring life of a man without a destiny. A

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[unit_girl]

"Interesting film?" Jo asked the man holding what she assumed was a film. Generally she didn't bother with them herself, but that was because she couldn't work out how to work the projector. It was just another thing the island did to annoy her, she reckoned.

[man_offaith]

"It was at one time." Very interesting, in fact, but now it served only as a minor annoyance. One of the island's little jokes.

"I'm not sure I'm in the mood to see it again." He'd watched it countless times before.

[unit_girl]

She could understand that. Except for something that was really good, but there weren't many films you could say that of. "Was it really sad?" she wondered.

[man_offaith]

"Not the film itself, no," John said with a quiet, though not unfriendly laugh. Some might call some of the events on the island sad, but not Locke. No. Everything that happened there, happened for a reason. Collateral damage of a much greater event.

"It's an instructional video. Not very interesting," he assured her, sliding the can back onto the shelf. "My name's John Locke," he said, pushing to his feet and offering his hand.

[unit_girl]

"Oh, yes, those are boring," she said with feeling. She remembered some of those from UNIT which she'd been forced to sit through. The Doctor always managed to get out of those somehow.

"Jo Grant," she said, and shook his hand. "What did you do to your leg?"

[man_offaith]

"Oh, just a strained hamstring. Nothing serious," he said with a dismissive shrug, all his weight noticeably shifted to his right. "Not quite as young as I used to be."

[unit_girl]

"Oh, you're not that old," she said automatically, even though he was quite old. Older than her anyway, but younger than the Doctor most probably.

[man_offaith]

"Not that young either," he said, knowing it was true, but also knowing he had a lot of years left in him, yet. Pushing fifty and he'd hardly done a thing in his life he could truly be proud of. But someday that would change, he knew it.

[unit_girl]

She shrugged. "I've met older people." She sat herself down cross-legged on a chair. "You must have done some interesting stuff in your life if you're not that young." She grinned at him.