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Jack could see the mass of brown curls from his window, attacking a market vendor for some insult. He strongly suspected that the insult was being exaggerated, or perhaps completely fabricated. But he could understand the impulse. She was mostly alone again. Jack was a little upset that the tree hadn't taken her home - Cassandra of Troy was a huge ( Read more... )

LIVES:
He's got a warehouse near the harbour. The top level is living, the large open space below is where he does his tinkering on larger items. Bigger than a breadbox, he doesn't bring it upstairs.

Jack is a cautious person, so he's got security in place. Lots of it.

SECURITY:Can you apparate/teleport/whatever you want to call it? If you try to ( Read more... )

Characters: Jack Harkness
Setting/Location: somewhere in the lake, not too close to the tournament
Date & Time: after the trident pulls the big flip-flop
Warnings: none
Summary: apparently jack is half fish now. also, he's letting people drown. i guess he didn't get gau's message.

( it's not heartless, it's just an abstract way of thinking )