"Do you think it's a code? Maybe if we crack it they let us out?" Jack shook his head, "Oh but who am I kidding, since when do we ever wait to be let out?"
He stood behind the Doctor as he turned to the panel, and kept a hand pressed gently to his shoulder. He needed to flick himself to be a bit more proactive, he thought. Force an emotion that would achieve that, and not just the passive careful one he was feeling now.
There was no need to wait long for a trigger though, as the Doctor didn't let him down. The room was plunged into darkness and Jack grinned wide. He felt a rush and he smacked a hand gently against the Doctor's back.
"Right!" he said with a beaming smile. "They want to observe us? Let them observe this."
Jack spun around the room, trying to take in every detail and anything that might be used to help. On hooks in the corner their clothes were sitting, cleaned and ready. He ran over to them and checked the pockets of their coats. His adrenaline ran rampant and he laughed as in the Doctor's pocket his hand came into contact with something long and thin. The sonic screwdriver. He pulled it out and tossed it over.
"Guess they're not as bright as they think they are. I'm betting they don't know what it is. Either that or they've tried to disable it."
His own coat pocket had his vortex manipulator. He could see it had been tampered with, but he'd fix it later, and for now he just fixed it back on his wrist where it belonged.
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Date: 2009-11-12 10:19 pm (UTC)He stood behind the Doctor as he turned to the panel, and kept a hand pressed gently to his shoulder. He needed to flick himself to be a bit more proactive, he thought. Force an emotion that would achieve that, and not just the passive careful one he was feeling now.
There was no need to wait long for a trigger though, as the Doctor didn't let him down. The room was plunged into darkness and Jack grinned wide. He felt a rush and he smacked a hand gently against the Doctor's back.
"Right!" he said with a beaming smile. "They want to observe us? Let them observe this."
Jack spun around the room, trying to take in every detail and anything that might be used to help. On hooks in the corner their clothes were sitting, cleaned and ready. He ran over to them and checked the pockets of their coats. His adrenaline ran rampant and he laughed as in the Doctor's pocket his hand came into contact with something long and thin. The sonic screwdriver. He pulled it out and tossed it over.
"Guess they're not as bright as they think they are. I'm betting they don't know what it is. Either that or they've tried to disable it."
His own coat pocket had his vortex manipulator. He could see it had been tampered with, but he'd fix it later, and for now he just fixed it back on his wrist where it belonged.