022 Action/Voice OMG Cursed!

[handsomejack]

*Jack blinked away what he assumed was a Rift shift and blinked again as icy cold sea air hit him in the face. Frowning, he spun on the balls of his feet, looking up and down the decking of a ship that ... did not look like something out of 2008.

Frowning, he began to walk along, his memory foggy. Bilis Manger, the name jumped out at him and he

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[movingmovingmoving]

[playstheblues]

[....and he trips. Right over Jack]

Sorry, sir, I didn't mean to.

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[handsomejack]

[Turns, hands automatically reaching to catch the handsome young blond.]

It's all right, my pleasure.

[Can't help himself, really handsome young blond.]

[movingmovingmoving]

[playstheblues]

[caught!]

I'm so, so sorry....

[shoe polish getting all over Jack's nice shirt]

Do you need me to replace it? I'm so terribly sorry, I hope I haven't inconvenienced you.

[movingmovingmoving]

[handsomejack]

[The young man seems so very familiar...]

No, really don't worry about it.

[Reassuring, still staring.]

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[rig]

Jack, that you? What the hell is going on?

....are you on a ship by any chance?

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[handsomejack]

Martha?!

I'm not sure but if what I'm staring at is right, we must have slipped through time at some point while chasing Manger.

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[rig]

...I guess that explains something of it.....Rift activity do you think?

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[handsomejack]

I'm more inclined to think Manger pulled a fast one on us. He's a slippery bugger.

Listen, more bad news. Have you taken a look at what ship we're on?

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[warped_inside]

Jack?! What's going on? This looks like some kind of ocean liner, pretty swanky actually. I think I can hear some music...

I'm heading that direction to check it out.

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[handsomejack]

Tosh?!

Can you tell me where you are? We're on an ocean liner, uh ...

[...sound of Jack stalling on bad news]

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[warped_inside]

Yes, Jack, I've figured that much out. I seem to be in a service corridor? I'm thinking near a theater or club or something, from the music. Maybe they're having a dance.

Hold on, someone's coming.

*Brief silence, after which Tosh's voice is much quieter, and somewhat more hesitant.*

Jack, have we been sucked through a Rift opening?

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[handsomejack]

*Stops and ducks into a small alcove where he can see if anyone is approaching.*

Tosh, listen to me very carefully. I think Manger did something while we were chasing him, tried to run through time. We're, well, it looks like we're on the Titanic.

[he_who_kills]

[Scurrying thru the crowd. The press of people forces the doll to scurry over a few pairs of feet, including Jack's]

[handsomejack]

[Jumps a little, looking down with a bemused blink. Did he actually just see that?]

//Middle of the Road//

[bitingnightmare]

Hey, sir. Do you have a light?

[His matches are damp.]

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[handsomejack]

[Wheels about, caught by the stranger's unique appearance and by the feeling that he knows this man.]

Sure.

[Reaching into his pocket for a Zippo, pulls it out and flicks it on, obviously offering to light the man's cigarette for him. What? A little flirting never hurt, right?]

//Middle of the Road//

[bitingnightmare]

[He inhales, pulling the flame to light the tobacco. Puff. His sunglasses are up and dark as always.]

Thanks. So what are you in for?

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[handsomejack]

[Flicks the Zippo closed, taking in the man's strong jaw line, accented by the drag on his cigarette. Something stirs in his mind and Jack licks his lips but can't place where the thought seems to be coming from.]

Hmm? Oh, I'm on board with some friends.