Jack wasn't used to actual surgeries, he in general healed quickly and didn't ever need anything medically done for him. No disease, no common cold, no tumors... just... Jack Harkness forever, except when he was a girl. Pain hadn't even registered into his mind that he'd have to worry about that. Then again if he had a local everytime he'd been shot in the past few months it might not be so bad.
"Yeah... let's find something. I'm not sure how long it'll last though," Jack slid off the table once more and started to go through the cabinets beside the galley, "You know if you come work for me, I hope you'll make this place a bit more organized, I swear I have no clue how Owen sorts through it all."
Finally finding a vial of a local he handed it over to Martha, "Dose me up Doc."
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Date: 2007-12-23 07:08 pm (UTC)"Yeah... let's find something. I'm not sure how long it'll last though," Jack slid off the table once more and started to go through the cabinets beside the galley, "You know if you come work for me, I hope you'll make this place a bit more organized, I swear I have no clue how Owen sorts through it all."
Finally finding a vial of a local he handed it over to Martha, "Dose me up Doc."