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Someone just shipped John Hart with himself. I agree completely.

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Well, she does tend to shock people who don’t have the correct genetic configuration. [He smirks, before uttering a low chuckle.] If one was into that sort of thing, of course.

[It’s not exactly slow for him, but luckily? It’s not too fast, either.] Me? Oh, you flatterer. I’m not much more than steel and bones. [A grin, a slight hand wave, and a chuckle. Yeah, his guard was still up, but he was at least slightly interested.]

If I had a gold coin for every time that’s happened.

[John matches the smirk. Now here’s something interesting, he thinks. The Time Lords realizes he was trying to swindle him but plays this game of John’s like a pro. The ex time agent expected him to jerk up into a bundle of nerves and reject him but this…was something new. In fact it occurred to him that if he was already outsmarted he could easily be outmatched and outgunned as well, but John is a gambling man and even if the best case scenario is a casual sexual encounter he still likes those odds. After all if you can’t beat them, at least you can fuck them.]

[John takes something off his belt and fiddles with it, just so he has something to stare at as he attempts to shrug nonchalantly.] The little engine that could. [Let the gambling begin.]

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hellocaptainjackharkness replied to your post: Hello John, it’s been… a while I suppose.

Hero? Ha, that’s a good one. If you happen to know, I’ve been busy. Though I can’t say I can really forget you.

Raises his brows suggestively, reading too much in to Jack’s last statement. “Oh?” Grins to himself, silently thrilled. “I know a nice little place in the Vegas galaxies, if you want some more recent memories.”

He knows Jack won’t say yes, but John still gets a certain thrill goading the Captain; a selfish reminder to himself of what they used to have. 

Jack can’t help but notice the taunting tone in John’s voice. It was a beckoning, a reminder, a coy invitation. He doesn’t want give into the sweet temptation that is John, on the other hand, it’s something that he yearns for. A grin spill across his lips, “Vegas galaxies you say? I think the last time I went there, I was chased out by some guy. Probably a groom of the chick or something, was scheduled for a wedding the next day. It’d be nice to go back.”

“Planning to go back and propose?” John leans back with an easy chuckle, doing his best to disguise surprise with humor.  

He takes Jack in at that moment, trying to figure out why, with all of the previous anger and pain that’s happened between them the Captain would even look at him twice. He’s not exactly kept his nose clean since the incident with Jack’s brother but he’s made sure to stay clear of Torchwood as if it was a favor to his previous lover. Of course things just got worse after that, and all those things that made the Captain want to stay on this squalid rock might not matter anymore. 

John sees that desire to run gleaming back like a reflection of himself. The possibility of having that tiny bit of old Jack back should excite him but considering the heavy cost it came with not even John Hart is that cruel.

“I thought you were busy.” The false captain looks away with a petulant frown. He’s pulling back his offer for Jack’s sake as if, goddesses forbid, the man needed some one else to be his conscience for a moment. But just for a moment. If Jack says yes, if he really needs to forget, John would pull him across the galaxies without a moment’s hesitation, not even as a lover but as a duty to a close friend. 

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[Leans forward, eyes subtly alight with greed.] Powerful and rare. Now that is interesting. 

It’s too bad you’re stuck where you are.

[He knows that look.] Powerful, rare, and alive. TARDISes are sapient, and symbiotically bonded to their pilots. [He’s only heard of one that allows piloting without the Imprimatur. Of course, that’s the Doctor’s.]

Oh, it’s not too bad. Whole new universe to explore, and it only cost me an arm and a leg to get there. [Or most of two legs and a shoulder, close enough.]

[John realizes he’s been caught, rolling his eyes with a frown. This is why he hates techies, they’re too smart, which makes them hard to manipulate.] Sounds kinky. [Of course if he can’t swindle someone he can always be lewd.]

Hmm. [Looks Ara over carefully, just noticing, if possible, his mechanized limbs.] You’re still well put together. [Grins. This went from business to sexual in 3.5 seconds, that’s actually pretty slow for John]

Listening to Madonna

You have to love those 21st century golden oldies.

hellocaptainjackharkness replied to your post: Hello John, it’s been… a while I suppose.

Hero? Ha, that’s a good one. If you happen to know, I’ve been busy. Though I can’t say I can really forget you.

Raises his brows suggestively, reading too much in to Jack’s last statement. “Oh?” Grins to himself, silently thrilled. “I know a nice little place in the Vegas galaxies, if you want some more recent memories.”

He knows Jack won’t say yes, but John still gets a certain thrill goading the Captain; a selfish reminder to himself of what they used to have.