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[cpt_namesake]

[The screen flickers to show the RAF captain lying unconscious on the ground, dressed in a torn and burned WWII pilot's jumpsuit. He stirs with a groan and a sharp wince of pain, completely unaware he's being recorded.]

Wh--

[He pushes himself up to a sitting position with a quiet groan, his eyes moving down to the hole in his pant leg.]

Ngh. [

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[capuletnomore]

[The sight of blood has her worried, possible dream or not.]

Good sir, what has happened to you?

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[cpt_namesake]

[He blinks in surprise, glancing around for the source of the voice until he focuses on the PCD, which he picks up gingerly and peers at it for a moment before replying.]

It...well...It was supposed to be a routine training exercise but it didn't exactly work out the way we'd hoped.

What is this? It's like a miniature theater, only there's an actual person on the other end.

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[capuletnomore]

[Routine training exercise? Oh!]

You are a member of a guard, then, good sir? And you - were you attacked? Are you badly injured?

[At his mention of the PCD, she smiles a little.]

When she was here, my ward referred to them as "TV phones," although I will admit such description makes little sense to me. They are machines which allow one to speak with others who also inhabit this place, either face to face, as we do now, without seeing the other person, as if speaking through a wall, or in text, as if reading a book.

[Assuming, of course, this is all real. Which it has to be. Has to.]

Are you able to walk, good sir? There is a clinic here, for those who need injuries tended. Lady Unohana is a skilled healer, and there are others who are trained in healing and medicines as well.

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[cpt_namesake]

Guard? Oh. Yes, of a sort. The Royal Air Force. [He smiles slightly.] I've had worse.

Huh. Interesting.

[He rubs the back of his head, which pulls at the burned skin on his shoulders and back and he winces.] I'm not sure if walking is a possibility.

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[likesavantgarde]

Adstringendum, but more on that later.

Press the yellow button and we can get you some help with your wounds.

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[cpt_namesake]

[There's some confusion at the voice, but after a bit of looking around he manages to pin down the source as the small metal device on the ground. He picks it up gingerly, turning it over a few times before replying.]

I'm sorry, what was that first bit? Ad...what?

[After a bit more turning, he locates the yellow button and presses it.] Thank you.

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[likesavantgarde]

Adstringendum. It's complicated to say even if you're fully conscious, don't worry.

[ Got it.. ] Alright, sit tight.

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[cpt_namesake]

[He is really confused as to what's going on, but it's not like him to let it show. He just...nods, even though he knows it can't be seen, and takes a deep breath.] Sounds like a plan.

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[genkireaper]

[Oh dear, that doesn't look, or sound good.]

Jack was it? If you need any help, I can come over really quickly if you press the yellow button on this device Ah, bullets. What was is about bullets... Oh!

The shot to the thigh, was it straight though, or any idea of the depth?

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[cpt_namesake]

[He gingerly takes the PCD, blinking in surprise at the blue haired girl.]

Your hair...is that natural?

[He turns over the device a few times, the screen twirling slightly. Finally he finds the button and presses it.]

How does a button make you arrive quickly? [He checks the wound, wincing slightly.] No...it's not straight through, though I think it nearly is.

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[genkireaper]

[It's been so long since anyone brought that into question.]

Yes it's natural. The button sends me your coordinates. I'm just a very fast flyer.

[In fact, she's already on the way out.]

I'll figure out how to get the bullet out on the way there. My name's Botan. I'm on my way, but you need to keep an eye out of any rabbits or cats that start coming into your sight. They're... carnivorous here. There's a couple of sheep like that, too.

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[cpt_namesake]

Flyer? You have a plane? [He still doesn't quite understand how a button can send coordinates, but he'll ask about that later, perhaps.]

Captain Jack Harkness, at your service. [There's a small, slightly pained smile, an attempt to hide his nervousness.] This must be a strange place indeed if sheep are dangerous.

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[jackedthename]

[There's a few seconds or so of silence, while Jack just stares a little. After some quick thinking, he finally activates his comm, voice shaking some.]

...Jack? What the hell?

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[cpt_namesake]

[The all too familiar voice makes him start in surprise, wincing as it triggers a wave of pain down his shoulders. He seizes the small device, assuming it to be the source of voice.]

James? [A tinge of relief is obvious in his voice.] What is this place? How did I get here?

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[jackedthename]

I -- the rift, maybe. It's a possibility, but it could just be this crazy place.

Don't worry about that now, okay? You need medical attention.

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[cpt_namesake]

The...rift?

[He exhales and nods a bit, knowing that the other man can't see.]

It's good to hear your voice.

[bunny_flower]

Ara ara, is someone already on their way to help you, sir?

[cpt_namesake]

Yes, I think so.

[bunny_flower]

Good. Now, are you human?

[cpt_namesake]

[blink. waaaaaat]

Of course I am. What kind of question is that?