Spent yesterday developing a few rolls of film. I've missed working in darkrooms. If we end up staying here for long I might have to look into setting up one for myself, instead of just renting this place out by the hour.

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Jack fidgeted nervously just outside Dr. Crane's office door for a long minute. Was he really doing this? He had never done anything like this before, and -- and this was Dr. Crane. He was -- he just -- this didn't seem like a good idea. It really, really didn't.

But it also did. It made sense. Who the hell else could even begin to understand? At least here he could be honest about his powers and Harkness and. Okay. Okay. This was good.

He knocked.

Snippets of journalling, Day 1.

Packing today: came across boxes I hadn't even unpacked yet. One of which, of course, held my costume. I really wanted to look at it, I used to pull it out sometimes when I lived by myself but of course I can't now. And Duffy was in the room, going through his stuff, too. It just made me feel kind of trapped, especially since he's saying we should live together when we move to SD, too. I was thinking of getting my own place but I don't want to upset him, so I guess we're doing that.

Walking Dog, going around the neighborhood. I wish I could've stayed here longer, just enough to actually get to know people. There's a old man down the road who's house is really old, electrical fire just waiting to happen.

Dog's leash snapped as we were walking; not sure if he was chewing on it or if the ferrets were. I hate those ferrets, seriously.

Duffy wanted to have sex one last time in the House of Tiny, I really wasn't feeling it until I started to get really harsh with him. Which he likes, so it's not like he noticed, but I left more bruises than normal.

Sent Cricket and Duffy on their way first, saying I just wanted to have another walk around town. I didn't really walk, though, instead pulling the costume out and flying around. I haven't done any of this since I moved out here. Duffy says he's okay with my powers, but I always feel really self conscious about them, even during sex, even when he asks me to use them on him. I don't like that because before, anyone that knew about my powers really supported it and I didn't feel ashamed of them. now I feel ashamed of them because they are like a connection back to that.

got really upset when I got back to the house and Duffy had come back, I guess, to grab more boxes. he must've seen that I opened the one with my costume and that it was empty.

Had a fight with Duffy re: costume. Ended with sex.

Jack chewed on the inside of his lip as he and Duffy walked down the street to the Starbucks they were meeting the other two at. This was -- this was strange, and probably a bad idea, but. It's not as if he didn't have as much dirt on Lela and Pankaj as they had on him. So it was safe, right? Not really. Kind of. Well, this part of Seattle was nice, anyway, and maybe afterward he and Duffy could walk around Green Lake.

"I used to live down thataway," Jack said, gesturing down a block. "Lore lived just across the street. Well, I guess she probably still does." He wasn't sure why Pankaj had suggested this area of Seattle -- maybe it was supposed to be a neutral zone? The other two sure as hell didn't know Jack used to live here, after all. Or, just as likely, Pankaj just thought this one had nice decor.

And there it was, on the corner. "Ready to have coffee with some of the scariest people in Seattle?" He rose his eyebrows at Duffy.

Jack grinned, looking around the busy street. They had just floo'd through into the back room of a pub near Pike Place that Jack knew of, and now he and Duffy were -- well, they were in Seattle. Dog tugged on his leash, eying a nearby street performer hungrily, but Jack was more interested in Duffy's reaction to the city so far. Alright, they hadn't seen much, at all, but.

"So?"

So long, Long Beach -- helloooo, Hawick!

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