"Guess so," Jack said with a slight shrug. He wasn't sure. He wanted to look but then he didn't. Memories seemed to be grouped together and if he tried to remember one he remembered a block around them.
He looked at the device in the Doctor's hands and thought about it. He saw London, a hotel room. The two of them on the bed. Frosty. The wrong memory. He thought again.
"We're trying to make him follow us..." Jack said slowly as he recalled it. And there it was. "Anti-time. We're trying to get him into anti time. He's called the Marquis."
He took another deep breath and glanced upwards. Remembering took effort. A lot of effort. He let his eyes settle up on the console and did his best not to think about anything at all.
But then his mind never did listen properly, and before he could stop himself he was thinking of himself and the Doctor kissing up against it. Well that was a little surprising. His head turned sharply and he looked at the Doctor again.
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Date: 2010-01-06 06:40 am (UTC)He looked at the device in the Doctor's hands and thought about it. He saw London, a hotel room. The two of them on the bed. Frosty. The wrong memory. He thought again.
"We're trying to make him follow us..." Jack said slowly as he recalled it. And there it was. "Anti-time. We're trying to get him into anti time. He's called the Marquis."
He took another deep breath and glanced upwards. Remembering took effort. A lot of effort. He let his eyes settle up on the console and did his best not to think about anything at all.
But then his mind never did listen properly, and before he could stop himself he was thinking of himself and the Doctor kissing up against it. Well that was a little surprising. His head turned sharply and he looked at the Doctor again.