21- Never as fun the second time around

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Anyone who happens to wander near the Astral Kitchen will see someone sitting a the table, hunched over and with their head pillowed in between their arms. This someone currently happens to be Jack.

Jack is hungover. This is what happens when you drink half the bar trying to find the kind of liquor you used to drink before your memories were wiped. Unfortunately for him, he's not even sure if he ever found it, thanks to his head feeling like it's being pounded into the ground by someone very very angry and with just as much energy.]

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[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[frowns, striding up quietly]

Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Raises his head blearily, then lets it fall back on the table] Great. And you are?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[wary surprise] The Doctor. [cautious step forward] Just how much have you drunk, precisely?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

..the other one, right. And I don't. Ask..whatever his name was. He was there.

[contract_star]

[Slides in very quietly next to him and sets a tall glass of water and two yellowish pills.]

Amazing what science can come up with these days.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack look up, but just stares at the glass for a moment] Like what?

[contract_star]

[Nods at the pills.] Take those with a full glass of water and the hangover should be gone in about an hour. It's something from my world--our worlds are similar enough that they should work for you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor leans over the table, propping his elbows up on it.]

Jack.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He knows the voice. At least that means he doesn't have to raise his head] What?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he sighs] You're hungover.

[ghostlighter]

[Here, Jack! Have someone who has no idea who you even are. :Db]

Uh... You okay?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[It's all the same to him, really]

Does it look like I'm doing ok?

[ghostlighter]

It looks like you could just be taking a nap. Why you'd be doing it here is beyond me, but there you have it.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[it is a state Reinette recognizes]

That does not look pleasant.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[looks up] It's not.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[nods]

And what shall you do about it Jack?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[It would be nice if the noise went away] Yeah.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto goes to fetch him a glass of water, then takes the seat next to him.] You alright? You don't usually drink at all, let alone enough to end up like this.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[Have a curious Bai] Are you hurt?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[fff, having to raise his head again] No.

[humanwaterdemon.livejournal.com]

[Frown] You seem ill at ease.

[madamemoiselle]

{There are hands very delicately placed on his shoulders from behind}

Jack?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes, but only after he recognizes the voice] Yeah?

[madamemoiselle]

You drank too much, didn't you?