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It's over, huh? Good. I need... [He trails off, perhaps unsure what he needs. A drink? A friend? A good night's sleep? A bullet to the head?]
...to forget all that. Somehow.
They always know just what buttons to push, don't they?
[Jack sighs and sets the journal aside, intending to switch it off. Before he does, however, one might hear
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Read more... )
[But that sounds a little callous, so he follows up after a moment, wryly]
And you can't ever say they're not good at their jobs.
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And in Nami-san's case, you keep your shitty eyes to yourself. [Hands off, sir. 8|]
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I've seen some of 'em around... think I talked to that Brook guy once too. You're right, they're not exactly quiet. [He pours another two shots.]
Well then, shall we drink to your luck with the lovely Nami-san?
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[And oh Jack, why did you have to say that? Sanji's feeling warm, loose, and his expression (as well as his thoughts) are already getting slippery.
He visibly winces]
No no, it's not like... [He's just gonna take that shot now] Let's do some other toast.
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Alright, let's see... uh. [raises his glass] How about to this shitty week finally ending?
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[He swigs the beer again before setting that glass down with a bit more exaggerated care.] S'good you've got your crew here. I used to have a team, did I tell ya that? Fought aliens. Saved the world. Heroic... stuff. [He waves his hand absently, as though "stuff" encompasses everything they ever did in Torchwood.]
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He makes a slow move for that beer, just in case his hands don't want to cooperate.]
Sounds like a tall order. [grins loosely] But fun. [He asks the next question on his tongue without thinking about it properly]
Where's your cr-- ah, team now?
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One of 'em... Gwen, she's still on Earth. Alive. Happy 'n married... she's gonna have a baby. Already has by now, m'sure.
The rest... [He swallows hard and sets the glass aside.] They all died. Suzie, Tosh... Owen died twice, I brought 'im back once. Hell, Suzie came back too and I had to kill 'er 'cause she was gonna kill Gwen if I didn't...
And Ianto... he died too. My fault. [He grabs the beer glass and chugs the rest quickly.]
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It dies when he hears the fate of the rest]
... Ah. [There's not much to say in light of that, and Sanji doesn't know Jack well enough to offer condolences. He pours them both another shot instead, somberly]
Something happen, or?
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[Jack rubs his hand over his face and grabs the drink, slamming it back quickly.] I begged them... anyone but him. I was willing to give up everythin'... everyone on earth. Not him. But he died, 'cause I couldn't... I didn't... [He shakes his head quickly and looks away. It's still too soon, even almost a year later.]
And y'know, those Malnosso bastards? They've been lettin' me see him all this past week. Lettin' me relive that moment over an' over.
[[OOC: And there you have the moment in a nutshell that made EVERY TORCHWOOD FAN RIOT. ^_^;;]]
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There's no word to fully describe the magnitude of that, and again, Sanji's at a loss for words. He sorely wishes he had kept his damn mouth shut. It's too hard shaking the feeling he didn't deserve to hear - too personal.
He utters another quiet "Ah" under his breath, and stares pointedly at his shot glass.]
... Sorry; that wasn't any of my business.
[ooc: ffff you should've seen the look of horror on my face when I read this. Torchwood, wtf. 8|]
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[OOC: Eheh, sorry for the massive spoilers? OH and that's about the point where I took Jack from, so emo much?]]
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[ooc: Oh no, it's fine. I probably would have never found out otherwise. >> ... Poor Jack. D8 His luck sucks.]
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[OOC: Oh yeah, the writers of Torchwood seem to have the mindset of "Jack can't die, so let's kill off EVERYONE HE'S EVER LOVED AND SEE HOW MUCH WE CAN FUCK HIM UP THAT WAY. 8DDD"]]
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