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Aug. 3rd, 2017 01:29 am
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Jack had a very bad habit of letting his guard down. He loved hard and loved well, but in all his long years he was aware that love was brief. Here and there love had lasted for years. Angelo. His wife. Logan. In between there were others, loves great and small. And when love came, even though he knew better, Jack would let his guard down.

Life with Torchwood was all too often painful, bloody, and short. People came and went, but no one retired. No. No one got out so easily.

And the newest, freshest wound was Val. It had all been going so well. Jack's knowledge of tech and Val's understanding of magic had furthered the research into the portal. They were nowhere near being able to pinpoint a time or location, but they'd gotten one to hold steady for a while. It was promising.

Until it all went to hell.

Val went missing right before Jack's eyes. He'd tried desperately to undo what they'd done, but after a while even Jack had to admit he was lost. Gone.

And so Jack threw himself into work. There was no point in drinking- he never got drunk. There was no thirst for companionship- that was just hollow. But work was always there. Work to be done. Aliens to track. Tech to catalogue. A world to keep safe. Jack jumped right back into it and let the satisfaction he found in duty mask the pain of a broken heart.

Tonight he had just confiscated a crate of 'antiquities' and they were loaded in the back of the SUV. He'd let the sellers go since they were just humans who hadn't the first clue about what they were trying to sell. Jack locked the rig up and looked around, trying to decide if he ought to get a bite. He really hadn't been hungry, not since Val vanished, but he knew he needed to eat. He'd died of starvation before and it was a hell of a way to go.

(OTA find him anywhere in London or the outlying towns if you prefer. Jack needs new friends, and old faces will be welcome too!)

Date: 2017-08-14 12:01 pm (UTC)
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"That never makes it hurt any less, though," Anael replied, his eyes soft with understanding as they held Jack's.

Date: 2017-08-15 10:56 am (UTC)
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"Do you?" Anael asked quietly, his eyes devoid of judgment.

Le 15 août 2017 11:12 AM, "im_torchwood - DW Comment" < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> a écrit :

Date: 2017-08-18 11:14 am (UTC)
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"I am sorry," Anael repeated softly.

Date: 2017-08-19 12:37 pm (UTC)
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Anael hesitated for a second, then pulled his hand back with a simple nod. It was Jack's pain, for all that he felt it as well. Jack ought to call the shots about it, and Anael was too lost these days to help properly, not with something as complex as this.

Date: 2017-08-20 08:05 pm (UTC)
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If Anael hadn't already physically withdrawn, he would have at the question. A shadow came over his brow, and he shook his head. "Not yet." He had to keep faith. Not yet. That mattered.

Date: 2017-08-20 08:11 pm (UTC)
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"What sort of books?" Anael asked with a curious frown. Jack would not have mentioned them if he did not think that they might be relevant.

Date: 2017-08-20 08:24 pm (UTC)
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"I don't actually know very much about spells and curses," Anael stated with a small frown. He doubted that he would be able to know what was relevant or not. "But if you would let my friends have a look..."

Date: 2017-08-20 08:43 pm (UTC)
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Anael's other hand covered Jack's. "Thank you." For being willing to help, and for offering him a glimmer of hope.

Date: 2017-08-21 08:26 pm (UTC)
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"Being here is exhausting," Anael confirmed, wishing that Jack would stop calling him that, now that he knew. Maybe he'd forgotten the name he preferred; it would make sense, given the magnitude of the other information he had received at the time. "Please, will you call me Anael?"

Date: 2017-08-23 10:37 am (UTC)
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"A bite would be nice," Anael nodded slightly. Needing food to sustain himself still felt new; he hoped he never had the occasion to get used to it.

Date: 2017-08-25 02:38 pm (UTC)
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"That's a tall order," Anael remarked with a small smile, falling in stride with Jack.

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