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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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Jack tapped the device on his wrist and gave a wry smile. "I'm afraid this thing's been disabled. Besides, I have something in the present, no need to go to the past or the future."

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Well, that was almost as unimpressive as Curtis' time travelling. "So, it's not a super power?"

Nathan peered down at it again, considered it, then pulled another face. No. Still not any cooler. "No offence, or anything, but that's kind of pathetic. I mean, that just means anyone could do it, so long as they had one of those, right?"

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Jack smirked. "Sorry to break it to you kid, but there are very few species out there who can time travel without some form of device. Although, I'd like to see someone try and use this, it's not just a matter of pressing a button."

Honestly, he was only human, the strongest, most cleaver person he knew, couldn't even travel through time without a device.

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Nathan smirked back. "Sorry to break it to you, Captain, but I have a very close friend who can.

"And," he stuffed his hands into his pocket for effect here. "I bet I could use it. I've got experience of the whole time travel thing. Anyway, it's tiny. How hard can it be?" For all his swagger, he didn't really think that, but he didn't want to boast for Curtis without some way of being impressive himself.

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Jack was honestly impressed to hear it. "Lucky kid, hope he takes care of that ability, I know several people who'd love to do that." Jack grinned, he liked the kid's spunk, even if it was considered rude by normal standards.

"I'd like to see you try, if I get it working again, I'll lend it to you."

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"I still say it's shit," Nathan answered with an amused snort. Okay, so maybe he wasn't so bad. For a captain. Most people took one look at Nathan and labelled him a prick for life. This didn't seem to be the case here.

Nathan couldn't believe his luck at that. Eyes widening, he laughed, disbelieving? "Really? Nice one!" And who knew? Maybe he even would be able to work it.

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"Yeah, really." Jack didn't know if he'd ever get the thing working, but, if he did, and could teleport out of this city, he'd be more than willing to rescue the rest of the people trapped here.

"Well...I should probably figure out my next decision."

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Nathan shrugged. "Use your network thing, find somewhere to live..."

That was about all there was to it, wasn't there? "Supposedly rent's free the first month, but I never pay mine."

Which is more to do with his flatmate being far too lenient with him than anything, but that's obviously not important.

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"I'll take a look around, learn how the place looks."

Jack gave Nathan a playful salute and offered his hand.

"It's was a pleasure meeting you, Nathan. No doubt we'll run into each other again. Oh...and better luck with those ladies."

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He considered the hand, then shook it once, briefly. He wasn't big on formalities. Even such simple ones.

At the last part, the hints of a predatory smile finds its way onto Nathan face, the tip of his tongue flicking out in what he clearly thinks is a seductive manner. "Oh, I don't need luck. I was just getting started."

With that, he saunters off to harass someone else. Just to prove his point.