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Pacing himself in front of the bar John Hart looks up at the bartender,shaking his head he runs a hand through his hair in annoyence."You know...If you weren't in the slightest bit of attractiveness I would wipe that smirk of your face right now mate."he replied as he shook his head with a smirk,he had always been uncomfortable about showing his feelings to people that his only option was to make them regret ever meeting him.Slamming his drink onto the counter he held up his hands in defense and gave a shrug."You know what? Your right about one thing...Our time is quickly running out and for a Time Agent such as myself I don't have the time to to sit here and waste my valuable time here listening to you talk on and on about how you want to be with me...I only have one lover and thats not going to be you."he replied to the bartender who was always bugging him about how they should hook up every time he went to the bar,the only other person he was satisfyed with was his on and off again lover Jack Harkness and the only reason he came here every night was to have at least one more chance to talk to him otherwise he wouldn't be in this bar right now.Slowly sinking into his stool he grabbed his drink that was on the counter and moved to a far away booth at the end of the bar,sitting their with his drink in his hand he tipped his head back and drained the rest of the liquid into his mouth and set the bottle back down the the table.Watching as the bartender behind the counter glare at him,he picked uphis empty beer bottle just then and held it up in a toast."Heres for being forever alone,mate."he called out to him with a devious grin and chuckled at himself,he didn't mind that he was a jerk but he just didn't have the time to please people that would annoy the hell out of him.
Amy Pond didn’t know why she was in here. Why she had entered a bar in Cardiff. All she knew was after being told she was mad by someone in her hometown she had indeed gotten mad. She had hopped the Tube and rode it to the first stop it had made, which apparently was Cardiff. She knew her Raggedy Man existed, she knew that night long ago when she was but a child had happened. She didn’t appreciate being told otherwise. So now she found herself walking into a bar in Cardiff, anger radiating off her like her fiery red hair flowed behind her. She was dressed as a kissagram policewoman, which definitely didn’t make this trip as pleasant as it could be.
As soon as she walked into the bar a chorus of catcalls met her ears. “Oh bugger off you lot.” She sat at the bar and ordered a pint and settled back staring down all the over hopeful drunkards. She was not amused by them and let them know it in increasingly colorful terms as she drank more and more ale. She stopped drinking and ordered a water as the pleasant fuzzy head feeling made itself known. She knew better than to get drunk alone, at a bar, as far away from home as she is. So with that she settled to sitting at the bar, then a man caught her eye, one who was obviously cheerful and also apparently not staring at her like she’s a piece of meat. So she got up and sat at the table next to him and said in a cheerful voice, something easier for her to do now she had a bit of ale in her. “Hello there, I’m Amy Pond.”
He knew the ginger hadn't been talking to him. (Or, he was fairly certain. He'd been more subtly eyeing the brunette who had mentioned being a Time Agent rather than paying attention to her.) That being said, he wasn't going to let such a beautiful introduction fall to the wayside.
"Hello yourself, gorgeous."
Winking to both the Time Agent and the redhead, he smiled crookedly, still debating what alias to give them.
((Alright folks, fielder's choice! John, you and I had discussed writing their first meeting. So if you recognize him, we'll have the Jack Harkness we all know and love. If you don't, you'll get Time Agent!Jack, Rikash. <3<3))
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