File 007

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[When Jack shows up again, there's nothing in his tone to indicate anything other than casual happiness. Nothing about how he disappeared for a while, or even acknowledging the fact that he'd done so. Just cheerful, friendly Jack and the faint rustle of his coat in the wind to suggest he's on his balcony again.]

Hey everyone! I've been bored as hell

Comments

Always Dictated.

[radiantwinged1]

... Karaoke? [ Carefully said. ]

.. a game of sorts? [ He's guessing from the "a round of" ]

permadictated;

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Not really, since there isn't much competition. It's just singing in front of a bunch of people, preferably while drunk.

[radiantwinged1]

Ah. I ... see.

[perpetualized]

It's a lot more fun than it sounds. Especially when someone's a really terrible singer.

[thetrudger]

permadictated;

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[... Okay. Jack has lived through history and met his fair share of famous people, but Chaucer? Here? How likely is that? Especially after having so many of Jack's fellow countrymen raving about him over the centuries? So excuse the tone of incredulity, Geoff.]

... Chaucer, huh? As in "lily among the thorns" Chaucer?

[thetrudger]

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Ah, don't blame them. Lots of them probably come from worlds that weren't graced with your existence.

Captain Jack Harkness, but friends simply call me Jack.

dictated;

[blue_sniper]

...I could use a drink. Especially after just getting here. [He also technically just died. That deserves a drink, if anything does.]

permadictated;

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As a newcomer, you definitely deserve a tour of the local bar.

Name's Jack Harkness. Captain Jack Harkness, if you're feeling formal.

dictated forever;

[blue_sniper]

Captain of what? [Interested.] And if you're introducing yourself with your rank, then...

Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes of the 107th Infantry, United States Army. My friends call me Bucky.

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The 133rd Squardon, British Royal Air Force. American volunteer, hence the accent. Or lack of one, I guess.

[A low whistle] I don't blame your friends, the whole thing is a mouthful.

[hullo_sweetie]

You know I'm always up for a night out! Can we bring Ianto?

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River Song, it wouldn't be a party without you!

Of course we can, he's practically a given.

[hullo_sweetie]

I want to see if we can get Ianto drunk enough to speak Welsh.

[She's already cooking up trouble]

Or slur it, whatever comes first.

[perpetualized]

... I like this plan. I like it a lot. Where have you been all my life?

[bro_codebreaker]

[did someone say music?] Caritas is good for karaoke. I could go for a round ... even if Lorne isn't here anymore.

[perpetualized]

You seem like the only person that's more interested in music than drinks.

[Jack laughs, though it's a happy sound rather than anything judgmental. A night out that doesn't revolve around alcohol is always a good night in Jack's book.]

[bro_codebreaker]

Oh, hey, don't get me wrong, drinks are good too, but not everyone jumps on board when you say "Hey, let's belt out something awesome".

[except Clone, and, well. he's in jail right now.]

[perpetualized]

[Chuckles] The sad truth of the world. Most people are too shy to have a good time.