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[boeshane_boy]

This could be worse.

It's bound to be better than the last bar I was at, anyway - speaking of, stay away from the Gliese system, kids. They aren't very friendly there. I've had better service in the Silver Devastation; and the hypervodka was watered down. Huge disappointment.

So I guess this is a fresh fresh start. Captain Jack Harkness, at your service. I'll be a warden here for a while. Now, who wants to start the introductions? I've got all the time in the world.

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[boeshane_boy]

[Lies. But okay, sore spot. Jack just shrugs it off.]

So we knew each other pretty well?

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Biblically, you could say." [Kirk said with a wink.] "But you were pretty decent to talk to. A damn shame you don't remember any of it."

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[boeshane_boy]

That was always my favorite part of the Bible. I'm starting to regret not remembering it either, but maybe it's not that bad. There are other chairs, after all.

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[captain-jtkirk.livejournal.com]

"Indeed." [Kirk can kind of tell that there's something off about Jack, a heaviness or something but god knows, he isn't the kind of person to talk about things that bother him, so he's going to respect it if Jack doesn't want to volunteer the information.

"Sit down, I'll give you a repeat performance."

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[boeshane_boy]

[Nope. Especially since, as far as Jack knows, Jim's a stranger. Jack does grin with the over, though, and takes the nearest seat.] I had a feeling you were my kind of guy.