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[Jack is standing in the square, looking up and around at the City and then back down at the Vortex Manipulator on his wrist.] Oh, come on. You had to malfunction now? I mean you've done it before, but...

[Another few brisk taps at the wristband.] Work! If you don't work, a lovely second in command named Bernard is going to be very disappointed when he's stood up. And seriously, of all the places...

[Another sigh as he looks around him again. No way had he wanted to come back to Earth yet. It had been a couple of months but all that guilt he carried still felt as if he'd only acquired it yesterday. He wasn't ready to be here on Earth again. At least it seemed Earth-like...]

Well isn't this nifty? And convenient... [He spots the device and eyes it for a few accessing moments before picking it up. It's rare that Jack shies away from alien technology so he he instantly begins to fiddle with it. The video comes on to a brightly smiling Jack.] Ah, there we go. Captain Jack Harkness here. [And since he knows his smile is impressive, he nods his agreement with what others obviously must be thinking at the sight of it.] I know.

Seems I'm a little bit off course from where I intended to materialize. Malfunctioning Vortex Manipulator. Anyone care to put me up for the night while I work on repairing it? [A glance to his left at the coffee shop and then an arched brow back into the video screen.] I'll be sure to con you a cup of coffee for your trouble.

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As if I ever could. It's very distinct, with a splash of beautiful, a side of snark, and a distinct bit of red-head just for flavoring. Everybody remembers the red-heads.

Don't you think that flirting with me's going to make everything all right, mister...

[ lies. that's exactly what will make everything all right. ]

Oh you know you like it. It's always more exciting with me around. Admit it.

Yeah, yeah, you great loon. Whenever you're not busy with-- whatever it is you do.

You mean you didn't know I've been traveling across the galaxy looking for you? [Tease, flirt, tease, flirt. Pretty much his norm.]

So tell me, what are both you and Rose doing here? Alien invasion? Saving the world? Tell me I'm just in time to help save the world.

Oh, stop that!

[ Seriously, can her laughter be anymore ostentatiously flirty? ]

So you don't remember? Being here? Pocket dimension, they like to call it. I can send you a guide or four if you like, but long story short is we're stuck -- until the morons who run this place decide on sending us back.

[Alright. So everyone is stuck here including The Doctor. This can't be good. If the Doctor can't get out, none of them can. That's his theory anyway.]

What species are the morons? [He's pretty sure someone he knows here would have already looked into that, but he's asking anyway cause it might could help in their getting out, or at least understanding how they're kept in.] Is the TARDIS here?

Haven't seen her lately, but she was... [ A beat. ] Species? Well. Haven't really had a chance to ask, actually. Call themselves the deities.

The Doctor's probably asked. He thinks to ask questions like that. [Once they knew what species, maybe there would be something that could be done about being trapped here, not that here seemed like such a bad place so far aside from all the dead people from his life back home walking around to remind him they're dead because of him.]

So you gonna offer me a place to stay until I get this thing fixed, or what? I promise to behave... mostly.

I don't have any extra beds.

[ Not that that'll stop her. Though at least she'll help try to keep him from moping and self-pity. ]

But I've a couch you might find comfortable. [ blah blah address giving handwave city ] What is that, anyway? Fancy watch?

Vortex Manipulator, good for a lot of things including getting from here to there in a pinch. Although right now it doesn't seem to be good at much of anything.

I don't need sleep, or a bed. Really just need a roof over my head and a place to sit down every once in awhile.

[He's really in a bad place emotionally. But he's trying very hard not to let that show through.] Course if you're full up, point me to a place where they can handle this face and this smile.

Who doesn't sleep? Oh, don't tell me you're like him. You do eat, right? And don't you dare pull the playing-hard-to-get with me, blue eyes. You're not here in a few hours, I'm coming out for you.

As if I would ever even try to be hard to get. Alright, I'm on my way to finding it now and I'm actually pretty good with a map. Gwen's living alone. Do you know Gwen Cooper? Big, puppy eyes... Welsh.

It'll give you a chance to look around, sure! Hope you like pecan-crusted chicken... [ the most smug smile ever. ] I take cooking classes with a friend.

Oh, Gwen! Yes, she is brilliant. Sweet girl-- little scary, though. [ That's a compliment, Gwen, really. ]

Pecan crusted chicken? Already love it if it has a little Donna magic that comes with your making it.

[He pauses.] Well I might spread my time out. And she might have a room that I could store any junk I accumulate in. You know how that junk likes to pile up.

I'm sure she'll love to have you. You've got your other people here, too, right? Ianto and Tosh? I've been a bit rude, haven't gotten to talk to them proper...

I'm gonna be on your couch some nights though, in theory. [Because the way he sees it, there's still leeway to con his way into her bed.] Back and forth, back and forth...

[He trails off, his thoughts turning a bit darker at the mention of Ianto and Tosh. His voice betrays none of that though.] Yeah, apparently so! A miracle, really. They're good people.

[ She'll wait to get into the other things for when he arrives, if he does decide to do so. Donna knows your type Jack-- out of her league, and probably better off for it. All that ADD underneath an extremely lovely face? Yep, she'd be a stop on the way to whatever his real thing is. Doesn't mean she can't shamelessly flirt, though, right? ]

A miracle? Well-- I mean, they're stuck here, like the rest of us. Not everyone sees it as a good thing, you know.

[Jack is all about the shameless flirtation, everyone knows that. It's his constant M.O.] Well if I'm gonna be stuck somewhere, I sure do like the company I'm in.

[This is him pretending not to know that that 'a miracle?' was a question.] You, Rose, the Doctors... plural, which is a little weird but nothing I can't get used to.

Not a bad way to see it, no. So you've spoken to them? I know Rose seemed to miss you a lot.

Seen them over this communicator thing. [And segue into another subject.] Speaking of which, there a technical term for this besides communicator thing?

Oh, uh, device? Probably the most common one I see on the network, anyway.

Device. Well that was anticlimactic and I don't mind saying so. You'd think they'd be able to come up with something better like... Elektro-Com, or... Spacial Simulator.

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