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[Anyone who's stopped by Jack's place, where Rose had been staying, since the 27th has been greeted a closed, locked door, and complete silence. No answer. No one has come out. No communication whatsoever has come from within. That's changing now. Jack appears on the screen, smiling widely. To someone who doesn't know him ~~very~~ well, it probably even looks genuine.]

Looks like I might've missed a couple visitors the past few days. Sorry if you stopped by, I've been a bit busy; seemed like time to rearrange the place a little. Bachelor's pad is more my style anyway.

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Jim Kirk ]
[The grin is still in evidence here, if a bit more cracked, wider. Impossible, really.] How does a night at the bar sound?

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Clara Oswald ]
[His face is blank. Seemingly calm, quiet.] I know you were close with Rose. I'm sorry. She has a lot ahead of her still. A lot of good. [And a lot of bad, but she doesn't need to know that.]

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to Kyle Rayner ]
[He wears a blank mask here. He's seen Kyle's comment on the network, and there's the tiniest trace of guilt to his tone.] I'm sorry. She's gone.

[ 100% Encrypted | Private to the Doctor ]
[The smile's gone. His face blank, tense, tight. Only the slightest twitching at the corners of his lips gives any indication to how truly upset hs is.] She's gone, Doc. Just like your younger self. She disappeared, overnight. I don't know what- [And there's a pause, before the word is almost spit out, with the barest trace of bitter, anger,] purpose she might have served, but- it's over now.

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[Given how Jack had grilled him over his intentions towards Rose? Yeah, Jim knows this hurts. And that the bravado is just for show, the same way it was after Spock.

Christ, they really are too much alike.]

Sounds great, Harkness. I'll even come pick you up.

Edited (HOW DID I MAKE THAT MISTAKE omg ) 2013-10-05 22:56 (UTC)

[Yeah. Like hell he's admitting it though.]

I'll be waiting with baited breath.

[Jack hasn't seen his car yet, but this strikes him as a good opportunity to change that. The kedan's streets aren't built for a 1965 Chevy Stingray, but at night at least they clear mostly of people and Jim can nose the speedometer up over 'schoolzone chic'.

He parks outside Jack's suite, pulls the key and heads up to knock. Once Jack opens the door, he's going to have the keys tossed lightly into his hands without a word. Jim's pretty sure, going on instinct, that Jack likes to drive just as much as he does.]

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[The keys are caught instinctively, without immediate realization of what's being thrown at him. Then he looks down at his hand, at the keys, then back up at Jim. And, mask still in place, he arches an eyebrow at the other captain.]

New transportation, I take it?

1965 Stingray pop top. Manual transmission. Drove it off a cliff when I was eleven. It showed up in Sinbrilee, believe it or not. Dad's name's still on all the papers.

[He's not bothering so much with masks. He doesn't have the energy for it, after spending a week with the written knowledge of the known universe crammed into his brain.]

Booze is in the trunk. I was thinking about foregoing the bar.

Very nice. [The mask is one of the few things keeping Jack calm at the moment. From descending again, to wallow in useless self-pity. It'd be so easy to, because- it's not as if any of this matters. Eventually, he'll disappear as well. Return to his own timeline, as the younger Doctor did, as Rose has. So why put forth the effort? Other than- there's a thought, of Rose yelling at him for brooding. And, really, it's not his style. Not brooding and wallowing at least. So he smiles instead, forced enough it should look real.]

Thinking ahead, I see. Smart, I like it. Got anywhere in particular in mind, then?

Drive until we reach the ocean. Or the mountains, I guess. It depends on where you want to be.

[There's a place in the mountains he loves, up high and out of the way. Somewhere you can only get to by climbing, which he tends to do freehand. He misses the adrenaline rushes of open space, and sometimes it's the best substitution.]

[Clara doesn't want to talk about this. She really really doesn't. She had her moment with Jack the Winter Spirit and that was it. She just wants to leave those feelings alone.]

I know. She'll be home and.. and happier.

[A pause.]

...Thanks.

Edited 2013-10-05 23:10 (UTC)

[There's something in her voice... he almost doesn't respond again. Doesn't really want to himself, because losing Rose, again... it's harder this time; the first time, the Doctor had sent her away and Jack had accepted it, for her safety, and the second time, he'd been staying in Cardiff and leaving her with the Doctor. But this-]

Thank you for being here, with her. Before the Doctor and I arrived.

I wasn't

She's the one.

She was the one who was with me.

[She has to set the record straight. She can't take credit for what Rose did. But the cost is a break her in her mask, a soft little sobbing hiccup after the last word.]

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She's like that. [Is, not was. Because she's still out there, somewhere, back with the Doctor. Where she belongs. His voice softens.] Strength where you might not expect it.

Yeah.

That's her.

[An audible sniff and inhale.]

It's miserable as hell without her.

[Don't, Clara. Just- don't. He's just spent the past week alone with that misery, and it's so much worse this time. Despite himself, there's a thread of pain to his tone, the faintest tremor.]

Always.

[Damn it.]

It'll get easier. With time.

Of course it does.

It's just getting through that time can be a hell of an ordeal.

[She says it with the tone of a soldier who's fought in that battle before.]

Of course, [he echoes. There's a pause, then-] If there's anything you need. [They're not close, but he likes what he knows of Clara. And, if nothing else, Rose would want it anyway.]

I'm learning to be a bar tender.

So if you need a drink...

[She's surprised at her own offer and trails off towards the end.]

[He wears the same mask, only using video because Jack did, and well, Kyle can't be weak, to him. Even if it's about Rose.]

Thanks.

[For what, he wonders. For saying what they both knew? For double checking where it wasn't necessary? Because they both felt she was gone?]

She has a good future, yeah?

[The mask flickers, for a second: I dare you to contradict me.]

[The apology... for the loss, for not saying something sooner, for leaving the other man to wonder when Jack knew... There's a barest twitch at the corner of his lips.]

She'll be happy. In the end.

[She won't in the middle of it all, but that's not what matters.]

That's what matters.

[However long it'll take her to get there, at least she'll be happy, at least she'll get what so many of them never do: a piece of serenity.]

[He doesn't know if Jack's lying about it to make them all feel better, and right now, he doesn't really care.]

You need a drink or two?

A drink would be welcome. [Normally, he'd jest- Kyle's place or his? But he wants out now. He's had enough of staring at his suite, where Rose had stayed since the younger Doctor disappeared, and being reminded by every damn Rose-free inch of the place that she's gone.] Any place in mind?

[It's Jack, where's the joke?, he wonders. Maybe this is a breaking point, a crack in the armour. Just the way he talks about Rose should have been a tip-off.]

[Now she's gone and they don't know if she's hurt.]

Yeah, this one in Metal Sector. [A ping, with the location.]

[Look who has no idea what happened but can sense that something seems up anyway. Rory can be perceptive at times when he wants to.]

You, erm, done with the rearranging, then? I can help, if you still need it.

[The smile is still in place when he answers, although maybe little less wide that before. Overall, it looks natural upon first glance, an easy, familiar mask. He and Rory haven't spoken much, but Jack knows who the other man is, kept half an eye on him over the network, like he'd tried to do for anyone connected to the Doctor.]

Done, mostly. There's not much to rearrange. [Not as much as there had been a week ago, at least. Before Rose and her things had vanished. There's the tiniest crack in the mask, but he pushes past it without missing a beat. Flirting, another easy fallback.] Now if you just wanted to stop by for the company, I can never say no to a handsome face.

[...JACK WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS RORY IS VERY UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THAT OKAY. He just wanted to help, cry.]

...um, I'm fine. Thanks.

[How does the Doctor even know you again... ~~then again, considering River...~~]

[He can't help it, Rory. When all else fails- flirt. And, just about now, all else has failed.]

Are you sure? If not the company, I can promise good drinks.

[He's stocked up quite nicely. And drinking loves company.]

[You're flirting with the wrong companion, bro.]

I don't really drink. But thanks for the offer.

[...maybe he shouldn't have said that. Way to put your foot in your mouth, Rory.]

Announcing to the network just how popular you are?

Could be. [Have an eyebrow.] Or maybe I'm just being courteous to anyone I might have missed.

[Sylar smirks a little.] Maybe.

Did you actually miss anyone?

Too hungover to answer the door?

I know. I heard.

[It's said with no humour or joy, just an uncomfortable sharpness. Simple and entirely to the point. Losing Rose never ceased to sting and he was finding it hard to deal.]

I don't understand it, Jack. I don't understand any of this. I've done all I can and it's just not making sense.

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