Jack could hear the noises as they advanced along the corridor. Familiar to his ear. He paid them no mind. It was nothing to him, and there was no skill in the sound. Merely humans reducing themselves to their animal urges.
Instead he kept focus on the woman beside him. Leading him ahead. And all the thoughts rushing through his mind. The Doctor and Rose.
As they stepped into the room, Jack took a deep breath and a pausing look at the mirror opposite. He looked at their reflections, his and hers. His own looking so strange with the costume he wore.
After a pause, he gently released her hand and took a step forward. His arm lifted, and he uncovered the strap on his wrist. Leather giving way to technology underneath.
He frowned as he watched, and moved closer still, pressing his body sideways against the mirror, his ear pressed to the glass.
"It's some sort of..." he frowned again, shifted back to press another sequence of buttons, before moving to the edge of the mirror, looking for some sort of seam.
A time window. But where did it lead? It was locked, or at least it seemed to be. Access from the other side, but not this.
"It's-" he started but stopped again, looking over at Reinette. He couldn't say what it was, could he? What if she wasn't supposed to know? It reminded him once again that he was somewhere he shouldn't be. Tiptoeing over a timeline he should stay away from.
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Instead he kept focus on the woman beside him. Leading him ahead. And all the thoughts rushing through his mind. The Doctor and Rose.
As they stepped into the room, Jack took a deep breath and a pausing look at the mirror opposite. He looked at their reflections, his and hers. His own looking so strange with the costume he wore.
After a pause, he gently released her hand and took a step forward. His arm lifted, and he uncovered the strap on his wrist. Leather giving way to technology underneath.
He frowned as he watched, and moved closer still, pressing his body sideways against the mirror, his ear pressed to the glass.
"It's some sort of..." he frowned again, shifted back to press another sequence of buttons, before moving to the edge of the mirror, looking for some sort of seam.
A time window. But where did it lead? It was locked, or at least it seemed to be. Access from the other side, but not this.
"It's-" he started but stopped again, looking over at Reinette. He couldn't say what it was, could he? What if she wasn't supposed to know? It reminded him once again that he was somewhere he shouldn't be. Tiptoeing over a timeline he should stay away from.