A 51st-Century Guy

Hi there! I'm Captain Jack Harkness. [a roleplay blog for BFRP]

[dummyjack-blog]

Heyyyyy everyone.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

//nods//

That might be a sensible idea, yes.

[dummyjack-blog]

Yeah. I mean, I plan to go to parties, soo....

/When they reach Jack's apartment, Jack opens the door and slips off his coat; the lights come on as he moves through the room/

Make yourself comfy! There's all sorts of drinks in the fridge, and I'm gonna get into some comfier clothes.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

//laughs, smiling//

I’m sure you’re just fine at it.

[dummyjack-blog]

I'm really not. It's okay.

You know, for the costume, maybe I'll wear a jockstrap under the cloth. Don't wanna be too obscene.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

//arches a brow, both surprised and amused//

You’re probably the most skilled person I’ve ever met.

[dummyjack-blog]

/scoffs/

You're probably just easily impressed. I know for a fact I'm rubbish at painting!

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

You actually cook your own cider?

[dummyjack-blog]

When I want it done right, yeah. An old friend taught me the recipe. There's a bit of liquor in it but you can't even taste it!

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

Your point?

//nudges him teasingly, smiling//

[dummyjack-blog]

/he rolls his eyes/

Fine, I'll wear it. Come on; I bet my cider is done cooking now.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

I don’t mind you wearing it, really..

[dummyjack-blog]

/grinning/ You're indecisive, you know that?

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

Jack, I don’t want to hinder your Halloween costume decisions..

[dummyjack-blog]

I can just wear the costume when you're not around. Cider is more important anyway.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

//just hides his face in his hands//

Anyone would blush if their friend walked about without underwear!

[dummyjack-blog]

No, not really. It's fine; I'll stay dressed.

[thegingerlioness-blog]

*shakes his hand briefly* Lady Knight Alanna of Trebond and Olau.

[dummyjack-blog]

/becoming reverent at once, he bows/

It's a pleasure, my lady. 

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

My sensibilities?

//pouts//

What’s that supposed to mean, huh?

[dummyjack-blog]

You blush so easy! I don't think you'll survive me in a loin cloth. I mean, I won't be wearing underwear.

Maybe.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

Well, yes, but..I’m sue it’ll look fine..

[dummyjack-blog]

Oh, stop. I want your opinion. I mean, if you're worried I'll upset your sensibilities...

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

A-ahm..I..doubt that you’ll need help with that..

[dummyjack-blog]

I have to make sure it looks good, don't I?

[thegingerlioness-blog]

timelesscaptain started following you

*looks him over, then nods politely* Hello.

[dummyjack-blog]

Hello! /he smiles, offers a hand/ Good to meet you. I'm Captain Jack Harkness.

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

//smiles, looking up at him//

I’d like that, yes. 

[dummyjack-blog]

Great. You can help me put my costume together too!

[dummyjack-blog]

(I may have been pre-Halloween drinking a bit)

[disregardyourfighter-deactivate]

If..it’s not too much to ask, that’d be nice..he just..I poured my heart out to him, and he refuses to stop fucking this other fighter, and just treats me badly in general. It’s so taxing on me, both emotionally and mentally, that..I just told him it was over. I’m requesting a new fighter as soon as we get back to the base.

[dummyjack-blog]

I'm sorry to hear that, but I have a really comfy guest bed if you want it. /smiles/

We can kick back with some cider tonight and talk, if you would like.