But the Doctor needed to help his ship. The TARDIS, he'd called it. Jack didn't know why, annoyed as he was by this oaf, but he thought that was a good enough reason to help. A very good reason to help. The TARDIS needed him.
"Fine," he sighed heavily. "Doctor. But seriously, leave this to the professionals."
He looked at his wrist strap and began poking away at keys.
"Okay. Some sort of sub space signature; a signal. A transmission, hooked onto a trans-dimension transportation conduit." Huh, well that was strange. And something he didn't particularly want to reveal. The timing seemed to coincide quite nicely with his arrival. Looked as though what it had hooked onto, was his manipulator.
He took a deep breath. "Look," he said, "I deal with this sort of stuff all the time. Why don't you just get in your box and fly off and I'll deal with this, whatever it is."
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Jack did not like the Doctor.
But the Doctor needed to help his ship. The TARDIS, he'd called it. Jack didn't know why, annoyed as he was by this oaf, but he thought that was a good enough reason to help. A very good reason to help. The TARDIS needed him.
"Fine," he sighed heavily. "Doctor. But seriously, leave this to the professionals."
He looked at his wrist strap and began poking away at keys.
"Okay. Some sort of sub space signature; a signal. A transmission, hooked onto a trans-dimension transportation conduit." Huh, well that was strange. And something he didn't particularly want to reveal. The timing seemed to coincide quite nicely with his arrival. Looked as though what it had hooked onto, was his manipulator.
He took a deep breath. "Look," he said, "I deal with this sort of stuff all the time. Why don't you just get in your box and fly off and I'll deal with this, whatever it is."