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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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Re: Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Damn straight you will.

[Smoothly yanks it off the table and holds it up for Cori to take!]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He takes the bill from Jack, watch out for paper cuts! Pocketing it.]

...

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Then he takes Jack by the bruised face and kisses him, hard, not minding the open wounds or the blood. His nose has already stopped bleeding.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Surprised? A little but responding immediately. Turning into the kiss, never mind the blood, tasting both it's coppery tang but more importantly the nightmare beneath. Hand up once more to cradle Cori's cheek as he gives back passionately.

Not holding back one iota on the silent message of how he feels about the nightmare.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He's very good at kisses. When he leans back he looks Jack directly in the blue eye.]

I'm going to see him tonight, alone.

[It's not a question or a warning, just a statement. If Jack was honest earlier, he shouldn't mind at all, right?]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't mind in the least and he gives Cori a rare glimpse into the open soul deep truth of that from blue eyes. Dropping his barriers for a split second for the nightmare to see this.

It's important to him.

Then he smiles.]

I'll talk to you later.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He catches on to this, and it almost humbles him, almost. But he's the Corinthian, and not even Puck knows if he takes his name from the pillars, the leather, or the mode of behavior.]

Yeah. I'll see you.

[He steps back to sling his jacket over his shoulder and pick up his sunglasses, dusting them off before he puts them on. He glances to Jack again, offering the barest hint of an apologetic smile.]

Sorry.

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

[Makes a casual 'yeah yeah, off with you' gesture with his hand, leaning back against the table with his arms crossed over his chest and a relaxed smile on his face.]

Action Spam in a Pool Hall

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He nods and turns to make off (for the executioner's block!).]