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[teetheyes]

Yes it fucking sucked. Yes it killed a ton of you bastards. Yes it's in bad taste, but I approve.

Yes it's exactly how it sounds, birdie.

Private to Jack Harkness//Unhackable

How's it hanging, Captain?

[ooc: And for my Sandman crew, scans... Matthew, Lucien, Rose Walker, Mazikeen, the Kindly Ones, Johanna, and the Corinthian (cause that's where his creepy icon comes from). Sorry there's no Barnabas card, and the Endless images are everywhere but I'll scan them by request!]

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Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Watching Cori wind up, Jack automatically dropped into an expression and stance of pure 'bring it!' which is no doubt how he ended up picked up and smacked hard into the pool table.

Curling over Cori's back, Jack grasped his hands together and brought a punishing dual fisted hammer punch right down on the nightmare's rib cage.

It's a love tap, really.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Asshole.

[It's a mix of a grunt and a growl. Unprepared for the impact to his ribs, he releases Jack immediately to keep from getting winded. But he's quick too and grasps at another cue to bring down on the Captain in an effort to pin him to the green felt.

The noise isn't so conspicuous in a bar of all places, but it is slightly odd!]

Re: Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Oh hell no! Throws an elbow up towards Cori's throat. Not too keen on getting pinned with a pool cue, kthanx]

Dumbass!

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He catches that elbow to his nose instead, and blood is forthcoming when Cori snaps back. He's stunned for a moment, pool cue dropped as his hand covers his bleeding face.]

M-motherfucker.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Stays against the table for the moment but watching Cori closely.]

Oedipus is one kink I stayed away from.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Always count on Jack to talk! He takes the opportunity to grab a stool in mid sentence and bring it down on the good Captain. It's worthy of note; Cori has yet to brandish his knife, a weapon he's actually good with!]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[It usually got him in trouble!

The term we want here children is 'ow!fuck' as the stool splintered to pieces across Jack's body, bloodying his temple and the corner of his mouth as well as cracking across his torso and neck.]

Ugh!

[He kicked hard in Cori's general direction, even as he rolled along the table in pain.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[The kick knocks him back enough to stumble against the wall. Cori spits blood on the floor but he looks quite pleased with himself now despite the staining going down his face. It's his turn to make a 'bring it!' gesture.

Ironically, he's feeling much better.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[That's good, cause chances were when they got home, Blue was gonna kill em both.

Too bad Jack wasn't thinking about this as he gained his feet and with a filthy sort of chuckle, took Cori up on that 'bring it'. Charging him low, Jack was going to attempt to pick him up at the waist and maybe plant both their asses into that table right back 'thataway'!]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't move out of the way fast enough, captured in his own trap of cockiness. His back hits the table with a hard crash, hard enough to make the blood on his face fleck.]

Shit.

[And quickly his legs hook around Jack's hips, to keep him from disengaging in their fight, and maybe to turn the tables so he's on top. Cori is thinking of Blue too... how Blue is going to make him take up the couch tonight.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[At least Cori will get the couch, Jack's likely to get glared at which is worse!

Still, more than happy to beat the shit out of Cori till the DUMBASS understands that he's loved by Jack and that Blue is not going to leave him.

It's a public service asskicking!]

You are such a dumbass!

[Rolled onto his back but he's just as good at throwing punches from the bottom as he is the top. Here Cori, have a knuckle sandwich or ... two.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

No you--

[Crack! He returns the punch, blow for blow! Being immortal, their pain threshold is much higher and easier to risk, so to speak. There's a bartender watching from the doorway too, unamused, and writing a property damages bill.

This makes him pause in trading punches, and he just straddles Jack. Spit. On the floor that is!]

....

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Two immortals could do a lot of damage to pool halls. Jack would probably be sheepish when he got handed the bill at the moment, however he was on his back, breathless, bleeding and a wee bit horny but keeping that last bit to himself!]

I what?

[Asked and there was a fist curled and cocked, ready to fly if Cori gave another moronic response.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He's panting, tired not just from the fight but from his thoughts and emotions. They're harder to figure out and control than a couple good throws and punches.]

......

[He wipes the blood from his nose and mouth with the back of his arm.]

You're too good, Jack.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Slowly lowering his own fist, wiping the back of his hand across his own bloodied face.

Reaches up to touch Cori's cheek, bloodied fingers and all.]

You're the man he's in love with, Cori. Unconditionally. Believe in him, he's not picking pieces of you to love, it's the whole package and you're damn lucky.

[Smiles softly, palming the cheek he's touching.]

You both are.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[His teetheyes half-lid and he leans into the touch, blood and all.]

Don't talk to me like I don't know how it feels to be alone.

[It's a veiled comment directed at Jack's own situation.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Lightly runs his thumb along the cheekbones he was trying to crush earlier and gives a smile. Acknowledgment of Cori's veiled comment.]

I know you've both been alone for so long.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He takes the hand brushing along his cheek and kisses Jack's bloodied fingers before folding them and pressing it back to the Captain's chest. And finally Cori climbs off.

He moves for his beer, no not to break the bottle for further melee! He twists the cap off with his bare hands and takes a stinging sip.]

Re: Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Lays quietly for a moment, fingers tingling in a way that makes him smile a little lopsidedly.

Or maybe that was the split in his lip from the stool.

Slowly picks himself up off the floor and heads for his water, wincing a little as he surveys the damage they wrought on the room.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[There's a bill neatly taped to the edge of the table, but so far he's ignoring it.]

I don't get you 51st Century men.

[Man, really. He's the only one Cori knows. He takes a long swig. It's only beer, not hard enough.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Carries a glass of water over to the pool table and eyes the bill, then decides he's going to pretty much be paying for the table, so hops up to sit his ass on it.]

It's not a 51st Century man thing, Cori.

[Takes a sip of water, kinda wishing he had ice cubes.]

Or maybe it is but only in the concept that I can love both you and him.

[Looks at the glass, then back over at Cori.]

I meant what I said, Cori that right now there is no happily ever after in my long term future. There's too much out there I need to face yet, all of Time and Space. When the time comes for me to step back on that line, I want to do it knowing you have him and he has you and that two men I love won't be alone when I'm gone.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[That's his logic. He's leaning against it, letting the blood stain it, though he is holding his head up to slow the bloodflow.]

You're in love with your work, I get it.

[Cori simplifies, in his own simplistic (but often moronic) manner.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Watches, wincing a little and finally moving to the doorway to order some ice...yes ice, don't glare at him like that bartender get the ice!

Returns with a bucket of ice and puts some cubes into a napkin which he holds out towards Cori.]

I don't know that I'd say I'm in love with my work.

[He thinks back to what the Doctor told him the other night.]

It's like a friend of mine told me, you look into the face of a child of any species and you see the potential of the universe in their eyes. 'I stop and think... if I didn't make all those hard decisions, that child might never be there, might never have a chance to be something great, to fall in love, to have their heartbroken... all those things that are worth existing for.'

And that's what I exist for.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He takes the napkin and holds it to his face. Those bruises show up nicely on his pale skin. He shrugs once.]

I am my work. It can't be all that different.

In theory.

[He adds casually.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles softly]

You've also got a few thousand years on me. Give me a little while to become more philosophical.