A 51st-Century Guy

You actually cook your own cider?

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!

I don’t mind you wearing it, really..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.