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Tenth Doctor ([personal profile] neverwouldiever) wrote2014-09-23 07:38 pm

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang and other Sounds

The adventures of John Hart and Jack Harkness, sometimes guest-starring the Doctor.





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Doctor and John
Jack and John
Doctor and Jack
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[personal profile] recidivates 2014-10-20 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"How many? Er, lost count. A lot? I mean a lot too, not just a few. I'm sort of wanted in most galaxies for robberies, assassinations, murders, I like to make it different every time. The bounty on my head is pretty impressive, actually," What? Why not brag? He felt proud that he was worth something at least. Even if it was money to kill him off. It was the first time in life he actually felt valued, when he saw the money his head could get someone.

"Very few drugs have alerting properties, caffeine never worked on me and sex just makes me think of lying on a bed... not a good train of thought," Closing his eyes again he stretched out and exhaled slowly. What could he do to keep awake and not hurt his eyes with the light? "Got a shot of anything that can work? Keep my brain awake?"
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[personal profile] recidivates 2014-10-20 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? I'm sorry, how is that helpful at all?" John asked with a pout because honestly, he didn't really fancy the idea of being shocked every time he got tired. Huffing in annoyance, he looked down at his strap where his vitals were displayed then gave the Doctor a small confused look because the Doctor was meant to be working on saving him and his vitals looked like shit. These were the vitals of a dead man. "Shit... I'm really bad, aren't I?"
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[personal profile] recidivates 2014-10-20 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't make promises if you can't keep them. That's why I never make a promise to Jack," John pointed out becuse he wasn't entirely sure the Doctor was going to save him. Sure the nose bleed had stopped but he could still taste copper, the light still hurt and clearly he was not doing too good. "Go, work, don't stand here talking to me. It's fine, I can't fall asleep, can I?" No, he just had to sit here and keep himself awake and not dead.