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[Dec. 3rd, 2009|10:22 pm] |
*note attached to a bunch of roses delivered to Reinette's door just after she's gone to the Jones'*
Suddenly swamped at work. Sorry about dinner. Call as soon as I can. J |
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[Nov. 29th, 2009|02:50 pm] |
*knocks on the Jones' door*
*takes a deep breath* |
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| *is having lunch on Mermaid Quay* |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|10:08 am] |
*stuffs a sandwich into his mouth*
Oh... buggering hell.
*goes to the Plass to assess the damage* |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 28th, 2009|09:39 pm] |
*has cleared everyone out of the Hub*
Right, Ianto, I want you to make sure everyone's out, and I mean everyone, and then secure the Hub.
*shows you something*
These scans indicate he didn't end up in the TARDIS; he used it as a jumping-off point. Looks like he's trying to pull on me what I pulled on him. He's got a big grudge against you and me, if anything will flush him out in the open, it's us.
*looks you in the eye*
Stay well back, though. I'll take care of dealing with him. Understand me? |
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| *goes back inside the Hub* |
[Nov. 27th, 2009|02:42 pm] |
*leads Donna, Dafydd and Suzie to the Master's cell*
He's still out.
*pulls Dafydd to one side, away from the CCTV*
You and Suzie should get set up. Watch the cameras, the ones on the lower levels are down for maintenance for a while. You've got a couple of hours.
*loudly*
Jack's coming down. How do you suggest we proceed, Donna? |
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[Nov. 26th, 2009|11:45 pm] |
*materialises in the hub*
Professor Yana? Did we leave you here?
*pockets some alien tech in case it's useful later on*
*looks for Jack's diary* |
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| In through the back... |
[Nov. 24th, 2009|09:49 am] |
*goes into the Hub through a sekrit back entrance, carrying a load of explosives and a coil of wire*
*turns to Suzie*
Let's drop it here and go find Dad, yeah? |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 21st, 2009|02:37 pm] |
DOCTOR!!!!!!
DON'T MAKE QUEENIE ANGRY!!!! |
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| Out of the Frying Pan |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|06:39 pm] |
*Tardis materialises in the Hub*
*staggers out, wincing and holding head, and sees Jack...points frantically towards the Tardis*
Oh, Captain Harkness, thank goodness! You have to do something; he's gone completely insane!!
*stumbles forwards and nearly falls over*
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| The Morning After |
[Nov. 13th, 2009|11:43 pm] |
*wakes up on the floor of a cold Torchwood cell with a stinking headache, and absolutely no memory of the night before*
*gingerly sits up and puts fingers to one a hell of a goose egg on head, and hisses*
Ouch!
*gets unsteadily to feet and goes to the door*
*it's locked*
*unsure what to do...finally knocks*
Er...hello? Captain Harkness? Mister Jones? Is anyone there? I...I seem to be locked in.
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[Nov. 13th, 2009|01:53 pm] |
*wakes up naked, chained to the TARDIS console and covered in lovebites*
Ohhh my head...
*discovers he really is quite stuck*
Fuck.
*groans*
Suze?
Help. |
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| of curiosity and cats |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|06:54 pm] |
*in Torchwood*
*wakes from yet another horrible nightmare of death and destruction, screaming and flailing*
*calms down and wipes eyes on the bedsheets, then gets up and hobbles out of the room for a glass of water*
*passes a computer terminal on the way back...can't sleep anyway, so has a seat in front of it*
*hesitates, then types in own name and reads the results, eyes getting wider...covers mouth with hand; blinking away tears of horror and disbelief*
*finally reaches a section at the end of the profile*
Do not approach alone or unarmed. Subject's true personality may resurface unexpectedly. For further background: Noxs, Artemis; Doctor, The.
*clicks the Noxs link*
Information restricted. Authorization required. Retinal scan initiated.
*jumps as a red light beam shoots out from a corner of the monitor and scans eye...waits for a moment, watching the cursor blink...then gasps as a neural immobiliser shoots down from the ceiling, implanting itself near the base of my skull*
*slumps to the floor as a Hub-wide alarm shrieks into life...conscious and thoroughly alarmed, but temporarily paralysed thanks to the device in neck*
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 6th, 2009|09:42 pm] |
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The ways of the hearts are truly mysterious and painful. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2009|02:32 pm] |
*turns to Reinette*
Well. Not quite the evening I'd hoped for. |
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|05:30 am] |
*knocks on Ianto's door*
*cracks his neck and waits* |
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