[Jack has been quiet, lately. Maybe it's to do with the fact that he's lost two team members in the last month. In any case, he's taken to wandering about whenever he has a chance to, preferring to be off by himself than socializing. Tonight, however, he finally turns on his wristwatch for once. He looks tired, most of all, and a bit at a loss ( Read more... )

[Hello, fellow travelers! Have a Jack. Have a Jack who is grinning very broadly, his Webley at the draw, another gun in his free hand.]

Zombies, huh? And here I thought this place was going to be stunningly boring. Who wants to have a little fun?

We need to talk, soon. Alone.

Don't tell the Doctor, please.

[At the very least, this wrist strap is not terribly different from the Time Agency one. So it’s activated easily, and Jack’s voice comes over it, sounding very annoyed.]

Alright, what the hell is going on here? I was in Cardiff a moment ago and now I’m in a bloody covered wagon. If this is another trap of some kind, you could at least toss me ( Read more... )