HelLO, world!

[capt_jackharkness]

You didn't get to be a Time Agent without a really good sense of the agency's main business, that is, time. With the hologram's twenty-four hour notice in mind, the station's latest arrival began his final preparations at hour twenty-three: a few dozen pushups, some hundred or so easy crunches. He combed his hair.

With five minutes left, he stooped to pick up his clothes.

And found himself suddenly in the vast space of the station's arrival hub. He was not alone.

Captain Jack Harkness straightened, grinning. Apparently, he had overslept.