No, it's fairly well-kept knowledge. He frequently invites "special" individuals to the tower to live. He wants allies, Doctor. He wants allies in case they need to revolt and protect themselves.
As for the spaceship, well, it hasn't been too long since it's been discovered here. At least publicly. Anyone could have been in it before.
He goes by the name "Magneto". It's a chosen name, having chosen to forego a conventional name and try a title instead. Sound familiar? [ He doesn't even try to hide the smirk on his face. ] He seems to think that we need protection from the government. I'm not entirely sure that I disagree with the sentiment, but his methods...
Well, one of his rallies turned into an all-out riot. One of your future incarnations was shot in the middle of it.
He's got more in common with me than his name choices, then. [ He doesn't say it like it's a good thing, though. ] So, this... Magneto. Has seized control of what could be some of the most dangerous technology in the universe and he lives inside it... and he's on a mission to recruit "special" people. Am I following so far?
That's right. His focus seems to be on those with extraordinary abilities. He tried to recruit me, for instance, because having a man who can't die is probably quite the find for whatever he's got in mind.
Do keep in mind that he may have tried to recruit your future selves, so it may be suspicious... You may also want to keep a leash on your screwdriver. I don't think he's much of a thief, but he may fancy it if he figures out what it is... And we can't have that.
I'm younger, more like him than my future versions, if his ideas are too borderline I might be able to help him. [ takes out the screwdriver from his jacket pocket and offers it to Jack ] Here. Hold on to it for a few days, let's see how I cope without it.
[ Jack looks genuinely surprised at the gesture and looks from the tool to The Doctor and back again, apprehensively reaching forth a hand to take it and look it over. There is a strange reverence on his features, but only for a moment before he realises that surely he was supposed to make light of this. ]
And if I keep it safe, will you let me touch the other one?
[ When The Doctor laughs, that old, distantly familiar laugh, Jack can't help himself but to feel a sense of romantic nostalgia. He even sighs a little, clearly smitten, but straightens right up because, well, Ianto is right there, after all. ]
See? Time hasn't changed me that much. 2,000 years and I've still got it.
[ He takes a moment to look at Jack and be amazed by him. Two thousand years and still Jack. ]
Two thousand years. [ looks at the street for a moment, thoughtful, he could ask, but the Doctor hates it when people ask him questions about his past. It wouldn't be fair to expect Jack to tell him. ] Got better skin than me, impressive... well. Sort of impressive. Oldest incarnation of me has better skin than both of us.
His hair's almost as good as mine. More length and body but I still think mine looks better. Only difference between us is that I still look the same. Well, mostly the same. At least I'm recognisable.
[ Jack can sense the questions from the Time Lord, and his smile shows it. He nods, conceding. After all, he had the right to know. ]
We've spent a lot of time together, Doctor. Don't think I wasn't paying attention. And you've always got questions about everything. You always get this look when you want to investigate something. It's an expression I remember fondly.
A little mystery keeps things interesting, Doctor. You always sound so surprised when I mention how much older than you I am. Well... The reason for that is that after what happened on the satellite, when Rose brought me back, she brought me back for good. You called me "a fixed point in time". I don't age, I don't die. I'm always brought back to how I was when Rose brought me back. So I decided to try to do something good. I worked with Torchwood, mostly to wait and find you, and I did. But I went back to my team at Torchwood.
My past caught up to me there. My old partner in the Time Agency showed up, caused some havoc in 2009 and used his vortex manipulator to send me back to before Cardiff was even built. Back before Rome had fallen. Before St. Peter had ever even graced it. My brother found me there and buried me there.
[ Jack pauses, choosing his words carefully. ]
He wanted me to suffer. And I did. Every time I woke up choking on dirt, my skeleton and organs being crushed by hundreds of pounds of dirt. I wanted to die for good. [ He shakes his head. ] I couldn't. So I waited.
Eventually I was found and put into the cryo-freeze at Torchwood - eh.. long story, - and as luck would have it, woke up not an hour after I'd been taken.
[ The Doctor remains quiet and attentive while Jack speaks. He'd known about Jack's immortality, had felt it as soon as it'd happened, and he'd left. No time to think things through, he'd just ran. He shouldn't have. Not that there's anything he can do about it now.
He doesn't have any words to offer, he can't even claim to relate— the Captain has him beat in both age and experience. Instead, without thinking, his hand reaches across the table to grasp Jack's.]
[ Jack looks to their hands and squeezes The Doctor's in his briefly. By way of apologies, it isn't much of one, but it's the best he's likely to get from him now or in the future. At least now maybe he can understand just a little of what he'd gone through just to get to this moment. He smiles kindly at him, feeling at least to some extent, unencumbered by it all for the first time in over 2,000 years. ]
Thank you. Waited a long time to get that off my chest.
[ A big smile grows on his lips at the mention of him. ]
What, having a hard time believing that I'd want to settle down? Well, it's been.. a process. But Ianto and I started seeing each other a couple of years ago. Workplace romances are the best, don't you think? But anyway, just over a year ago, he showed up here and, well, things have continued going well, I'd say.
[ Jack turns to look at his lover and watches him fondly for a moment. ]
He's cute, don't you think? I think he's a keeper.
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As for the spaceship, well, it hasn't been too long since it's been discovered here. At least publicly. Anyone could have been in it before.
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Well, one of his rallies turned into an all-out riot. One of your future incarnations was shot in the middle of it.
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And if I keep it safe, will you let me touch the other one?
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I should feel insulted. [ but he's still chuckling, rubbing at the corner of his eye ] Honestly, can't take you anywhere.
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See? Time hasn't changed me that much. 2,000 years and I've still got it.
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Two thousand years. [ looks at the street for a moment, thoughtful, he could ask, but the Doctor hates it when people ask him questions about his past. It wouldn't be fair to expect Jack to tell him. ] Got better skin than me, impressive... well. Sort of impressive. Oldest incarnation of me has better skin than both of us.
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[ Jack can sense the questions from the Time Lord, and his smile shows it. He nods, conceding. After all, he had the right to know. ]
You have something you want to ask?
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[ not what he wanted to ask, but it's good enough to get started ]
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I would like to know about you. If you don't mind, that is.
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A little mystery keeps things interesting, Doctor. You always sound so surprised when I mention how much older than you I am. Well... The reason for that is that after what happened on the satellite, when Rose brought me back, she brought me back for good. You called me "a fixed point in time". I don't age, I don't die. I'm always brought back to how I was when Rose brought me back. So I decided to try to do something good. I worked with Torchwood, mostly to wait and find you, and I did. But I went back to my team at Torchwood.
My past caught up to me there. My old partner in the Time Agency showed up, caused some havoc in 2009 and used his vortex manipulator to send me back to before Cardiff was even built. Back before Rome had fallen. Before St. Peter had ever even graced it. My brother found me there and buried me there.
[ Jack pauses, choosing his words carefully. ]
He wanted me to suffer. And I did. Every time I woke up choking on dirt, my skeleton and organs being crushed by hundreds of pounds of dirt. I wanted to die for good. [ He shakes his head. ] I couldn't. So I waited.
Eventually I was found and put into the cryo-freeze at Torchwood - eh.. long story, - and as luck would have it, woke up not an hour after I'd been taken.
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He doesn't have any words to offer, he can't even claim to relate— the Captain has him beat in both age and experience. Instead, without thinking, his hand reaches across the table to grasp Jack's.]
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Thank you. Waited a long time to get that off my chest.
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[ He smiles back, a small smile at first but it quickly turns into a full-blown grin. ]
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Does that satisfy you? Or do you have other questions?
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[ A big smile grows on his lips at the mention of him. ]
What, having a hard time believing that I'd want to settle down? Well, it's been.. a process. But Ianto and I started seeing each other a couple of years ago. Workplace romances are the best, don't you think? But anyway, just over a year ago, he showed up here and, well, things have continued going well, I'd say.
[ Jack turns to look at his lover and watches him fondly for a moment. ]
He's cute, don't you think? I think he's a keeper.
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