http://quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] quitehomoerotic 2009-04-28 11:57 pm (UTC)

Jack's never really been one to let logic rule him, and the same can be said now. Despite what he knows, it really doesn't matter.

He nods a little and sighs. Wondering where to possibly start.

"I'm not from when you think I am. My name... my name isn't even Jack, that's a name I took, but it's the name I go by, have done for a long time. I'm- I'm from the future, Mina. The fifty first century. I used to be something called a Time Agent, a long time ago in a very different life. I met someone, a friend, I travelled with him, there was a battle and I died. Really died, but someone brought me back, brought be back for good. He left me there and I used this-" he takes her hand and puts it on his wrist strap. "Do you remember this? To get back to Earth. But it broke, and I got stranded in eighteen sixty nine. So I was stuck there. I had to keep going on Earth until I could find him."

It's a stream of consciousness, and difficult for him. He's so secretive at times it's just so unusual to give away so much.

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