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[jackedthename]

[The only thing that shows up on Jack's comm is a location, coordinates leading to an area in the Wastes that was, until recently, home to a group of sandworms. If someone investigates said coordinates, they will find the body of one Jack Harkness, covered with a very familiar coat. His clothes are in a pile nearby, along with a shirt that is very definitely not Jack's. Please, someone come keep him company while he wakes up.]

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action forever

[likesavantgarde]

[ When Ianto had got no reply from Jack upon his first attempt at reaching him, he knew something was wrong. Hurrying, he checked the coordinates again. The Wastes. Had he gotten into some trouble and needed backup down there? ]

If you can hear me, an answer would be nice about now.

[ Silence. But his question was answered a short time later as the body came into view. Jack. Naked underneath the coat beyond an unfamiliar shirt. He really didn't want to know. ]

Oh.

[ He picked up the clothes for when he woke up, and not even mindful of his suit being ruined, knelt down next to him and waited. ]

action forever

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Time passed. It wasn't long, not for one of Jack's deaths. Only about fifteen to twenty minutes. Then, Ianto's patience was rewarded, and there was a gasp from under the coat. Jack took a moment to reorient himself, then sat up, blinking dazedly, and reached for Ianto's hand.]

Hi.

[likesavantgarde]

[ It's a relief when Jack finally does come back with his usual gasp. Ianto tries to stay with Jack when he can, but he can't help but worry that it would be different here. But it isn't, apparently.

And also, he can't feel his legs at this point. He smiles, though - clasping Jack's hand and giving it a squeeze. ]

Hi, yourself. [ He doesn't mention the state he found Jack in, or ask what happened. If he wanted to tell him, though he would. Ianto holds up the clothes. ]

I think these belong to you.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[He has the good grace to look mildly sheepish, and takes the shirt from Ianto with his free hand.]

Glad you found them. Though I don't mind the idea of walking back home wearing nothing but my coat.

[hideyosammich.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor had been bored when the coordinates had showed up, so naturally he'd followed it. What he'd found, however, had not been at all what he'd expected.]

Oh.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[And Jack quirks an eyebrow at the new voice, and turns.]

What, is it a party now?

[hideyosammich.livejournal.com]

I got mysterious coordinates. I couldn't resist.

...would you prefer me to go? [Because, uh, he can do that.]

Offline - If you don't mind Jack having several rescuers?

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[Having watched the feed and received the coordinates, Raven arrives in the wastes about ten minutes later. A superheroin like her couldn't very well ignore such a transmission.

She lands softly a few feet away from Jack's body and then comes to kneel down on the sand next to him. She remembers seeing that man over the network but she doesn't think they've met before. At least she can sense he's still alive even if he's pretty weak.]

Sir? Can you hear me?

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

Oh, please, you've seen me naked before.

Certainly not. :3

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[Well, now he is, going with the fact that he's woken up, and it takes some fumbling before he gets oriented and slightly sort of dressed, before he blinks up at her.]

Ooh, do I get to say 'my heroine' now, or would that be too cheesy?

<3

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[A shrug.] Post-traumatic stress tends to narrow people's focus, making them base their beliefs and thinking on limited input.

But if you insist on saying something, I'd rather you told me who you are and what happened to you.

[likesavantgarde]

[ Clears throat. ] Are we alright to get out of here now, or are we waiting for more?

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

We can go. [Though he's looking around a bit, frowning -- but he starts to get dressed, anyway.]

Hmn.

<3

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

The name's Jack Harkness, sweetheart, and I don't think you'd really like to hear the story of how I ended up naked in the Wastes.

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[She nods.] Raven.

[She raises a quizzical eyebrow at that.] We've just met. How would you know what I would or wouldn't like to hear? Because actually, that's exactly the story I want to hear. [So just spill it, Jack.]

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

Mm, see, generally people just roll their eyes at my sex stories, though.

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[A slight smirk.] You mean you always end up half dead each time you have sex? Then, I understand them. And you really should stop.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

Only if it's possibly extraterrestrial sex, kid.

[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

[And Raven does roll her eyes. Way to go, Jack.] Just tell me who tried to drain you and why, will you? You don't have to give me the details.

[hideyosammich.livejournal.com]

[Just kind of clears his throat awkwardly, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking away.]

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

[He rolls his eyes and pulls his trousers on, standing a tad unsteadily, and then moves to grab the abandoned shirt.] Right, then.

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

That's our own business, I think.

[likesavantgarde]

[ Ianto is glancing around, for anything that may come out at them. Just in case. Automatically, he places a steadying hand on Jack's arm. ] Careful.

[hideyosammich.livejournal.com]

What was it this time, Captain? [There's sort of a dull amusement in his voice.]

[jackedthename.livejournal.com]

Oh, you'd just give me that look if I told you, Doctor.

[He's grinning at Ianto, though, and catches Ianto's hand to pull himself up, stuffing Thomas' shirt in his pocket. He'll give it back later.]

Well, are we going to look around out here, or go home?