[OOC: Jack is just leaving things at people's doors, so no response is necessary, though welcome if you want to, of course. And if Jack is pals with someone who has slipped my mind, please remind me!][Late Christmas Eve, Jack is creeping through the mansion with a large paper sack of wrapped packages, absently singing "Deck the Halls" under his ( Read more... )

[Locked from Dr. Bhamba; damn near unhackable, because Jack knows he's good with the comms]

Does anyone know how to take blood samples?

[He smiles, but there's concern behind it, and he's a little pale. He's still not overly fond of medical paraphernalia.]

[Nothing but darkness and deep, harsh, almost-sobbing breaths for a few long minutes. Then the uncertain shuffling of a person moving around a dark room. A sliver of light as the door opens, a shadow as Jack exits, a sound as it closes ( Read more... )

[There's a small gathering here by the door, but that hasn't stopped Jack from getting right up next to it, his shoulder pressed against the wood. It is from this rather odd position that he decides to make his first real transmission since the fear event.]

Does anyone know where this goes?

[Locked to Elaine; difficult hack]Maybe we should have ( Read more... )

[ooc: backdated to shortly after this, which we will finish at some point. Also, here there be cannibalism. You have been warned.][This is nothing you haven't seen before: Jack is crouched over a corpse, wrench raised high though the damage is already done. The dead thing with its head caved in is only just recognizable as Alex Kralie, but even ( Read more... )

[The comm is on Jack's bedside table, and he's sitting on the bed, so only the side of his face is visible; it's hard to distinguish his expression, but his body language is rigid, fingers tensed on his knees. He's staring at his mirror, which he'd briefly uncovered to check...something ( Read more... )

[Jack is bustling around Dr. Bhamba's lab. It's his job now, and he even has a nice lab coat of his very own that suits him not at all, and a pair of vinyl gloves in a jaunty blue. He is mopping ( Read more... )

[OOC: Multi-part dream! If you're going to step in, please specify if you're in scary Rapture dreamtime or the happier one~]

( wooden ships on the shoreline, very free and easy )

[Jack is on the roof again--he seems to divide his outdoors time between the roof and the beach--grinning a little uncertainly into his communicator, plagued by the nagging feeling that he's forgotten something ( Read more... )

[Jack, in an effort to avoid any contact with Atlas, has been avoiding posting to the network for the past week, and has spent roughly half his time with Delta and the other half moving around almost constantly ( Read more... )