Nope! Captain Jack Harkness! Taught me everythin' I didn't know instinctively 'bout travelin'. [Time travel anyway. Ironically, given the Doctor was long before and after Jack.] American flyboy. [Not really. He came from a 51st century colony in the stars, but since he was also ex-CIA, she figured it was good enough. Ex-assassin, ex-time agent, ex-conman. Jack was one of a kind.] Jack of many trades.
[A quiet hum. Now to test the limits of Hawkeye's either charitable nature or at least how accepting of future mores he was.] No worries, he's got a Welsh boyfriend now. Ianto Jones. They both work in Torchwood, like me, [She's vaguely certain they don't have any publicly known branches in the States or Canada in the 50s... If it's even in his universe!] But even though Da's the head of it, I haven't gotten any of my messages through to Jack yet, I think. Well, he wouldn't know as well what to look for either, probably.
[A shrug and she dismisses it with a beam.] The Doctor, won't let me call him anything else. And I've tried! No nicknames, things from books, and he won't let me shorten it to 'Doc', like Bugs Rabbit! He's around here somewhere. Bit like you, but without a home, total roamer.
We both met Jack in London when I was hanging upside down from a barrage balloon. I should warn you, they both say I'm a bit of a jeopardy magnet, and they're completely right. I love trouble. Comes from breaking the rules, and trying to help before I even know what's going on properly.
How about you, Rascal? Bloke like you must have a dozen girls, yeah? Although... it's hard on the go, yeah? [Her eyes gain a subtle edge, because that is very much speaking from her own experience.]
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[A quiet hum. Now to test the limits of Hawkeye's either charitable nature or at least how accepting of future mores he was.] No worries, he's got a Welsh boyfriend now. Ianto Jones. They both work in Torchwood, like me, [She's vaguely certain they don't have any publicly known branches in the States or Canada in the 50s... If it's even in his universe!] But even though Da's the head of it, I haven't gotten any of my messages through to Jack yet, I think. Well, he wouldn't know as well what to look for either, probably.
[A shrug and she dismisses it with a beam.] The Doctor, won't let me call him anything else. And I've tried! No nicknames, things from books, and he won't let me shorten it to 'Doc', like Bugs Rabbit! He's around here somewhere. Bit like you, but without a home, total roamer.
We both met Jack in London when I was hanging upside down from a barrage balloon. I should warn you, they both say I'm a bit of a jeopardy magnet, and they're completely right. I love trouble. Comes from breaking the rules, and trying to help before I even know what's going on properly.
How about you, Rascal? Bloke like you must have a dozen girls, yeah? Although... it's hard on the go, yeah? [Her eyes gain a subtle edge, because that is very much speaking from her own experience.]