The Bright Side (Drabble Project, Day 13)
Jan. 13th, 2012 02:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
were_lemurTorchwood, Jack Harkness, teen and up, not mine. Being immortal isn't all fun and games.
"Look on the bright side," Jack muttered to no one in particular. "If it weren't for the broken neck, I'd be screaming in pain right about now."
The alien that had thrown him across the alley wasn't smart, but it was strong. When he'd hit the side of the Dumpster, the blow had pulverized everything below his skull.
The team were more than competent to deal with the alien, and by the time they took care of that and someone came back to find out what happened to him, he'd be healed.
But for now, his nose itched something fierce.
"Look on the bright side," Jack muttered to no one in particular. "If it weren't for the broken neck, I'd be screaming in pain right about now."
The alien that had thrown him across the alley wasn't smart, but it was strong. When he'd hit the side of the Dumpster, the blow had pulverized everything below his skull.
The team were more than competent to deal with the alien, and by the time they took care of that and someone came back to find out what happened to him, he'd be healed.
But for now, his nose itched something fierce.
