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Ω 01

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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[The Doctor was standing smack dab in the middle of the hallway, wearing the fetching yet completely ridiculous scarf. Spotting Jack, he smiles, running towards the man.]

Jack! Hello! It's wonderful to see you again, don't you think? Of course, you were rather quiet the last time around. Perhaps it was just something happening back home?

[Back home. Had he been here during the 456 incident, and...? But that made no sense, so he shrugged, and managed to keep the smile plastered on.] I guess that must have been it. I don't remember any of this.

[The Doctor simply nodded.] Don't worry. That happens to a lot of people. At least you're not fictional. Or, if you are, nobody's told you about it. I hope you're not fictional.

[He shrugged.]

I don't know, event he fictional people here seem pretty real. [He chuckled.] Are you fictional?

Of course not! I'm me. The television show is just about me. [He smiled.]

Do I get a television show? [Grinning. Lots of grinning. He'd look good on TV. :|]

I don't know. You're probably just a supporting character. [The Doctor shrugs.]

Ouch. [He kept up the grin, though.] I'm sure I'm the best looking supporting role, though.

Perhaps. [The Doctor shrugged.]

So. you've got a scarf, my doctor had the ears, Martha's has the jacket...What are the rest of you known for?

The first me was old, the second me was short and the third me had this abysmal sense in fashion. I can't believe I wore velvet. [He frowned.]

Velvet has its good points. [Jack grinned] So, how about those jelly babies?

Of course. [The Doctor reached into his pockets and pulled out a small white bad. Undoing the top, he handed Jack two or three jelly babies.] There you go!

[Jack held out his hand and arched an eyebrow at the gummies. They were actually...babies. He held one up, staring.] Well. That's weird.

Weird how? [Yep, the Doctor's totally eating some.]

They're actually babies. It's weirdly disconcerting. [But he's eating one anyway.]

But quite delicious.

Well, that's true. [And another one disappears.]

[The Doctor ate another one also.] You know what's good with jelly babies? Ginger beer.

[He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of ginger beer. Don't ask how.] Here you go.

How'd you do that? [He couldn't really help that. Sorry Doc.]

Do what? [Innocent little smile~]

[...Well okay, that's adorable at least. He takes the bottle and opens it, taking a drink.] The bottle. Didn't think your pocket was that big.

I have no idea what you're talking about. [He says as he pulls a bottle of ginger beer out of his pocket for himself.]

[Which makes Jack snort into his ginger beer.] Of course not! It must be in my head.

[And now the Doctor's looking at you really serious.] You might want to get that checked out. Head injuries can quickly turn deadly.

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