08- Insanity isn't all it's cracked up to be

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack appears on the Plane, sitting with his knees against his chest and his arms wrapped around his legs, in the same clothes Ianto gave him earlier, though by now they're as much of a mess as he is. Jack hasn't slept in days, and if his insomnia didn't show before, it definitely does now. His eyes seem unfocused, though they keep moving across the Plane, first smoothly in one direction, then abruptly in the opposite direction. At first it looks like his whole body is shaking, but if you look closely you notice that it's mostly just his hands; the bandages on one seem to have been picked at, and there's both fresh and old blood on them, and the other is broken and crudely taken care of.

Jack simply sits there, muttering to himself] Knocking won't stop down in the morgue. They never knocked before, but then I did it and they learned. Ianto and Gwen say they don't hear it, but they do I know they do why do they say they don't? They're just waiting for me to say something, waiting for me to slip up. No more chemicals in the coffee, no more coffee in the chemicals.

[OOC: Ok, so by this point Jack has gone a little too long without sleeping, and it's starting to catch up to him. Currently he suffers from hallucinations (visual and auditory), slurred and/or nonsensical speech , nystagmus (rapid involuntary rhythmic eye movement), and hand tremors.So in other words you've got yourselves a borderline-insane Jack =/ Again, feel free to have your characters interact with him as usual, but know that he's not exactly in the best state of mind]

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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Jack, I know. I know what you're feeling. Let me save you. Please.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[A smile appears on Jack's face, though it looks as messed up as the rest of him] Smile at me dance with me laugh with me kiss me leave without me. Surrounded by dust and death and nothing else after I watched you leave.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I know, I know Jack. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Ran for you risked for you died for you. Suffered at his hands a Year that never was and then I left because he was the one who mattered.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Of course you mattered, Jack. The Master...it's just complicated.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Protect me protect him can't save a single one that day. I matter Rose matters Donna matters but none of them in that way.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Jack, stop.

Please.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Save me Doctor? Can't make the knocking go away or make them disappear in my head but as real as you and me.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I will. I'll save you, Jack.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Make them stop make them fake make it all quiet in my head. It's what you can do what you always do make what shouldn't be there disappear.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[connects to him again; tries to press a feeling of calm. If he can't make it go away completely...]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[The knocking doesn't stop, but it does become quieter, turning into more of a background noise as Gray disappears from Jack's field of vision]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Jack, come back.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Come back to who to you to me to him.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Back to me, Jack. Right here, right now.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack's eyes go unfocused again, and he moves as if to push away from the Doctor. Instead, he grabs unto his suit with his broken hand, tightening his grip for a moment before relaxing, his eyes becoming focused again, more so than before]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[warily]

Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He blinks a few times, then his eyes focus on the Doctor; Jack looks confused and tired as hell, but his eyes aren't darting around anymore] Doctor...?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[and hug!]

We've got to get you some sleep, mate.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He's surprised by the hug, but doesn't hesitate to return it]

I don't want to sleep. [Mutters. Guess who apparently learned nothing from nearly going insane?]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

And I don't want to have to deal with another Lucy Saxon. Come on, I'll meet you in Cardiff.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Makes a 'Do I have to?' face, bu sighs and pulls away, nodding. He gives the Doctor one last look before dropping from the Plane]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Got a lot to do.

[nods at the empty space and, feeling better, drops from the plane as well]