Captain Jack Harkness

If anyone's seen a woman named Rose around here, please let me, Jenny, or the Doctor know. She's got a British accent, blond hair, and an obsession with chips (a.k.a. french fries for you Americans out there).

I've been searching non-stop, and still no sign. I just hope they haven't taken her. She doesn't deserve that.

[sounds exhausted and out of breath] So. Um. Anyone wanna help me get out of these woods again? I really feel like I should know the way out by now, but my brain's a bit fuzzy after all that...fun. Sorry if I gave any of you a scare earlier, I'm alright now.

( 98% unhackable )

Has anyone seen Rose lately? Maybe I'm just home at the wrong...times...[trails off, followed by a long string of cursing]

LET GO OF ME!

[sounds of fighting and more shouting]

Ianto! Doctor! [sound of a loud thunk, and then silence]

( 100% unhackable, filtered to the Doctor )

Ianto's all settled in. I'm beyond glad he's here, but I'm still worried as hell that Gwen's back in Cardiff by herself. Maybe if we're lucky, she'll wind up here too. Of course, if that happens, Cardiff is completely doomed.

Doctor, Jenny, I'm out in the forest looking for Ianto. If I could bring him home with me, that would be great. [a loud thunk is audible as Jack runs into a tree and lets out a long string of cursing]



( Completely Screened from Ianto || Otherwise, 98% Unhackable Rambling/Ranting )

[rambling] Okay, I'll be honest here. I like being able to see. If someone could turn on the sun, that would be really great. All this darkness is not helping the claustrophobia I seem to have developed because of an incident I'd rather not talk about, during which I didn't have any light either. I mean, I know it's not a small space, but I'm still trapped here, and it's really kind of hard to ignore when all the lights have gone out for experimental purposes, or whatever the hell they're doing. In short, somebody distract me before I lose it, please and thank you.

You know what is NOT a really great way to finish off a night of fantastic sex involving a stop watch, UNIT caps, and a hockey stick?  Waking up in the middle of an unfamiliar forest with wings and a book with nothing in it.  ...Well, actually, the wings are pretty sexy, I have to admit.  And you know what they say, beauty is pain!  But still, a little clue as to where I am and what the hell happened to me might be nice.