bitten_notshy | Student Housing, London, Friday Morning

Current Mood: optimistic

Student Housing, London, Friday Morning

The portals were booked: Jack and Sebastien were scheduled to go to 1901 Boston early the next day. Kevin had been informed he'd need a new flatmate for the spring, and the university had been told Jack was taking a leave of absence. (Neither, it must be said, seemed exactly broken up to see him go.) Jack had made excuses to his London friends, something about a sick relative that was deliberately dull enough to discourage further questioning.

All that was left were the calls to people from Fandom.

Sebastien, being a wise man, had taken himself elsewhere to handle some paperwork, so Jack had privacy as he started dialing.

It was possible he was calling in ascending order of difficulty.

[OOC: NFB due to distance, but open for calls and the like.]

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"I promise to do my best," Jack said. "And I'll write to make sure you know I'm not dead."

"Okay." Sigh. "Guess that's good enough."

She was such a fountain of positivity.

"Sorry it's not more?" Jack said, as if he wasn't sure whether he was in fact sorry or not.

he was sorry he was worrying people. Not at all sorry for what he was doing.

"Yeah." It was a pretty flat 'yeah'. This was almost making her wish she'd gone to Japan after all, somehow. "I'll miss you."

"Miss you too," Jack said honestly. "I'll write, and come to the island if I can. I'm not falling off the face of the planet."

Just maybe getting killed.

"You better not," Kate admonished, a bit glumly even though she was trying to inject some hint of humor into her tone. "I would find you. And then I would smack you."