Feeling ever so slightly seedy, Jack relaxed on the balcony of the hotel suite with CJ's laptop, a pitcher of mimosa, and breakfast -- alone, his failure to either come back or call the previous night not having gone over well. It was with something barely approaching patience that he waited while the computer booted up and found a net connection ( Read more... )

"That was a total waste of time." Jack was talking to a glass of tequila. Well, not the glass, but the worm floating rather pathetically in the last remnants of the now empty bottle.

It hadn't been a waste, not really. He knew things he hadn't known before. Things he kind of wished he didn't.

( Very minor spoiler for Doctor Who: Army of Ghosts )

Permission to leave had been obtained.He'd called to let her know he was coming. Someone would collect him tomorrow morning ( Read more... )

Jack was sound asleep, wrapped around a very warm Sam, when the phone rang, startling him awake. One ring, two rings, and he glared at it in the vain hope it would stop. Another ring and he leapt out of bed to answer it before it woke Sam. Though he had a suspicion it was too late for that ( Read more... )

Jack was sprawled across the chair that sat under the window, staring into the night. There was a text book hanging from his hand, but seeing as he hadn't read any of it, he couldn't tell you what it was. He figured that having picked it up was a good compromise between actually starting to do the make up work that he'd been assigned which he ( Read more... )

"Well, dead plant. That was an interesting day."

Yeah, he was talking to a dead plant. But hey, Jack reasoned, this was Fandom High. Talking to a dead plant wasn't weird; it would only be weird if it started to talk back. And maybe not even then. He eyed it suspiciously, but it remained reassuringly mute.

Sighing, he lay back in bed. ( This was becoming a habit )

Mornings were definitely best experienced when they were almost over.

Especially when they were taking place after a night at Caritas with Isabel, Jarod and Parker, which took place after a rather successful date. There was something to be said for introducing people to new experiences.

After grabbing coffee and and a shower, Jack called Z, to ( Read more... )

Jack bites his lip and stands outside of the big blue box in the park. People live in here?

Hesitantly, he knocks on the door. Professor Cregg said that the Doctor was working on a plan... and Jack wanted to know what it was.

((Open to prof_cregg & ten_and_chips.))

Jack woke up earlier than normal for him, and stumbled out of his room to the TARDIS kitchen.

( Oh no! You got internal monologe in my exposition-y backstory! Oh no! You got exposition-y backstory in my internal monologe! )

Delivered in the same manner as as the previous one:

( A holoprismic projection of a middle-aged gentleman says... )