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[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

When; April 13
Rating; PG-13 (Juust in case)
Characters; Jack Harkness(sometimes_boe ) and everyone!
Summary; Who is this gorgeous man wandering City streets?
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Waking up in an unknown city was usually the sign of a good night, however, this time, Jack knows it's not a good sign, especially when his night hadn't been anything special enough to land him in a place he didn't know.

He looked around, trying to see if he recognized anything, but nothing stood out. Except for the carousel and fountain and not because they were familiar, but because, honestly, who kept carousels in town anymore, unless you were in a mall?

Jack pressed the blue-tooth set at his ear and checked his vortex manipulator for readings of the area.

"Gwen, Ianto, are you there?"

Of course, no response, that'd be too easy.

"Where the Hell am I?"

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[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Mercy was on her way home from the magic store when she saw a familiar face. "Jack?"

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Jack turned to look at the woman, confused.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, do I know you? ...Can't say I'd forget a pretty face such as yours, though."

He might be lost, but the best way to get information from a stranger was to charm them.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Mercy grinned, shaking her head. Same old Jack, even if he didn't remember being here. "Sorry about that. My name's Mercedes Thompson. Mercy. You... were here a while ago, though you probably don't remember. In fact, I'm living in the house you had built here."

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

He knew he was giving her a funny look but he really couldn't help it. He'd been here before? Was this in his future or some form of alternate reality him? Either way, he shouldn't be rude.

"It's nice to meet you, Mercy...or, well, re-meet you. Clearly you know who I am."

He'd built a house here? It wasn't that he'd been able to, that wasn't what confused him, but building a house was such a personal thing, something you put all your effort into. He couldn't see himself doing something like that unless he had an excellent reason to. Building a house was just too...permanent.

"Could you tell me a little more about this house?"

Like why on Earth he would have built it?

[eagleofautozam.livejournal.com]

It had been surprising really, that after all of the destruction and damage caused by the recent harpy invasion, Geo’s Sweet Shoppe hadn’t sustained any damage at all. Eagle smiled slightly as he pulled the door closed behind him and locked up after the inspection. Geo would have been glad to hear that the store he hadn’t felt comfortable starting but had spent a lot of time setting up and come to really enjoy was still entirely intact.
For now anyway. Without Geo around the fate of that Shoppe was in question… Should he try and hire people to keep it going or to sell out what equipment was there…? Well, that was something to be decided later. Maybe during a stroll.
It really wasn’t a long walk from the candy store to the apartment Eagle was staying in, but just getting away for a while sounded like a better idea. So, he walked in the opposite direction, towards the fountain and the carousel. There were several people, milling around. He didn’t know all of them, but that wasn’t really unexpected. With people coming and going all of the time it could be difficult to meet everyone.
But, among these one person in particular stood out. A dark haired man who seemed to be taking in the sights and… was he talking to himself? No, he must be wearing some kind of headset. But being too far away, Eagle couldn’t actually hear what was being said. Still… he was an interesting person… Lost maybe?
Not being of a shy nature Eagle made his way over to this individual.

“Hello. You seem a little… confused?”

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Jack turned to face the attractive man walking towards him and smiled in spite of himself. If all the people here looked like this man, he couldn't exactly say he'd mind staying a little while. Not forever, of course, but a little while.

"That apparent huh? Yeah, I seem to be a little lost, in that, I have absolutely no idea where I am."

[eagleofautozam.livejournal.com]

“That is a common complaint here,” said as Eagle smiles at the new arrival. “You have been brought to the City. I’m sorry it doesn’t have a more creative name than that, but apparently that is what they call it.”

Hmm, what are those bits of technology he has with him? Eagle couldn’t help but indulge in the curiosity and point the objects out.

“A piece of communication technology and a… scanner?”

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Yeah, those were pretty unoriginal...but he was more concerned with the way the other man had said 'brought'. Something had summoned him here? Why?

He put the thoughts aside for later and decided to answer the questions posed to him instead.

"It's called a bluetooth headset, it allows me to keep in contact with people...although it's not working right now."

He exposed his wrist so the open device could be seen.

"This is a vortex manipulator and it does a lot more then scan...luckily it still works here."

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

As someone not only hypomanic, but young and exciteable, Campbell was almost nearly always on the go if he could manage it. Trying to get things done. Running around from place to place. But he was always ready to stop if something seemed interesting, even something as small as a new face.

"You look confused," he called, backpedalling a bit. He'd, naturally, already run right past Jack. He grinned widely at him once they were face to face. "You must be new. Or y' could just be confused, I suppose, this place will do that to you. So? Which one is it?"

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Jack hadn't given the kid who rushed past him much thought, far to preoccupied with other things, but he did notice him when he came back.

Jack stared at him for a moment, except for physically being younger and the longer hair, there was no way he could mistake that face.

"....Doctor?"

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

Campbell laughed, a little bit disbelievingly. "What?! Nooo. No, I'm not. I'm no even wearing a labcoat." He gave it a moment of thought. "Do I become a doctor later, then, cos I wasnae expecting THAT. I suppose it must be before I'm a time travelling vampire, unless that's actually my grandad." A grin again. "No, I'm Campbell! Campbell Bain."

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Lucy is on her way back to her flat. She's got shopping bags with her and a coffee. She's dressed in a short summer dress and high, high heeled sandals. She walks by just in time to hear 'Where the Hell am I'.

"At least you're not in the fountain."

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Jack smirked at the attractive woman who'd stopped. In this case, a little charm could only help him.

"Well, hello. Tell me, Do people often end up in the fountain? Or is that just for special occasions?"

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

She tucks her lips between her teeth, sighs through her nose and nods.

"Sort of a standard welcome for the City."

She holds out her hand. "I'm Lucy Locke."

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Someone by the fountain looking confused and cursing could only mean one thing. Stepping into his view so he wouldn't startle the other, Ken offered him a calm smile even though the bagh nahks strapped to his thighs were anything but calming. Really, were any large bladed weapons a polite conversation starter?

"Lemme guess. New here, huh?"

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

"I guess you could say that, yeah. Do you happen to know where 'here' is?"

Jack saw the blades but chose not to comment; he still had his trusted Weebley if necessary. Besides, at least the guy wasn't covered in horns or talons.

[heelsandlaw.livejournal.com]

Cameron was just walking home, high heels clicking on the pavement. She was tired, certainly, but not too tired to notice a guy unknown to her cursing and looking confused, and not too tired to stop and offer him what she hoped was a reassuring smile.

"Hello."

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

The sound of approaching heels on the pavement distracted the captain from his thoughts. Standing in front of him was a lovely lady and Jack offered one of his 'trademark grins' in hopes of charming the woman at least a little.

"Hello, there, Ma'am. This might sound really strange, but do you mind telling me where I am? I seem to be lost."

[heelsandlaw.livejournal.com]

"Not so strange, really." Cameron gave the man a little shrug, but her smile widened a little in answer to his grin. "People turn up here all the time. Here being a place called 'the City' which is... well, it's a pretty strange place, all things considered, really."

[designedtoparty]

Nathan being Nathan, it was all but impossible for him to take a walk without getting into some kind of trouble. Having got bored of butting in on random conversations and trying to 'accidentally' trip people up, he'd decided to try his luck hitting on a pretty blonde girl who'd happened to catch his eye. This ended badly for him less than a minute later, Nathan finding himself beaten back with her handbag and with a warning to "keep your filthy hands to yourself, dickhead". Not that it seemed to bother him, judging by his laughter.

As it happened, he stumbled right into a guy who looked like he'd walked straight out of the forties. The girl threw Nathan one more disgusted look then, storming off in the direction she'd originally been trying to go. Nathan snorted, glancing over at the man he'd just bumped into with a barely restrained grin. "Oops. Sorry, mate," he sniggered, not really sounding all that sincere about it. At a pinch, he may have seemed sheepish. If you squinted. But even that much was debatable.

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

Jack was barely phased by the run-in, much too preoccupied with his surroundings.

"Not a big deal, hey, while you're distracted from striking out with the ladies, mind telling me what city this is? Have to admit, I'm a little lost."

If Jack was being rude, he hadn't noticed, although hearing the kid's failed attempt had registered and it was pretty amusing.

[designedtoparty]

It wasn't rude, at least not in Nathan's books. He lived for attention, so having his antics acknowledged seemed something of an achievement. Not only that, but this guy was clearly new. He looked delighted, slinging an arm around the new guy's shoulder. He thought it made him seem wiser.

"Fuck 'em. They don't get drunk until later. I'm sure I have time to help out the new kid on the block," never mind that he looked nearly twice his age, "This is the City. And, no, I'm not being unhelpful. That's it's proper name. Creative, I know."

Not wanting to stay put any longer, Nathan gave his shoulder a quick nudge. "Come on. Let's start walking."

This is why you should keep him on a leash, Cassian

[deathofdelilah.livejournal.com]

Jezebel was off getting supplies -- it was better not to ask what for, considering the kinds of things Jezebel got into -- and was wandering towards the residence buildings. He was lost in his own thoughts when he heard someone calling out for others.

"Oh, another new person," he said to himself, musing that the man was lucky he hadn't been plopped into the fountain.

Pandora's box....... He might consider it now :|

[sometimes-boe.livejournal.com]

As Jack looked about for some sort of help he spotted a gorgeous young lady a few yards away.

"Excuse me."

He strode over, and, as he got closer, he realized it wasn't a woman at all; what did this city feed it's residents?

"Excuse me, sir, could I ask you a quick question? Do you happen to know where we are right now?"

It's the only way to keep him from being hit on ever. /solemn nod

[deathofdelilah.livejournal.com]

Too late, Jezebel realized he'd spoken loud enough to be heard. He stood where he was, silently noting that the man did not appear to be from his own era, which was all for the best considering that he didn't need any more of Cain's friends appearing.

"You're in The City," Jezebel said plainly. "You must have been dropped here as well."