jocose
crazy axe murderer
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Post by jocose on Feb 10, 2008 20:15:08 GMT
Owen swore under his breath, spotted Ianto heading his way, thrust the tub into his hands, ordering, "fry it," and headed for the toilet.
"Owen," Gwen yelled after him, "Where do you think your going?"
Owen froze, shuffled his feet and pointed towards the back of the hub, "call of nature." Gwen looked un impressed, "Which one?"
"The only one that could possibly have any interest for me around here," he retorted, turning and marching off.
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Elle Bishop
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You'll get used to it, and then you'll start to like it.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 10, 2008 20:16:39 GMT
Elle smirked. "I missed you, Petey," she purred.
She moved to kiss him, catching his lip between her teeth and letting a small volt of electricity pass between them.
She pulled away as he winced and giggled a bit. "Did you miss me?"
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Post by gina on Feb 10, 2008 20:17:26 GMT
Gwen let out a scream of frustration, before storming back to her desk. Sometimes she really just wanted to slap him! She leaned back in her chair and waited for Owen to emerge.
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desertrose9
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Post by desertrose9 on Feb 10, 2008 20:21:16 GMT
She stepped closer to him, grabbing a few newspapers from him. She smiled slightly as she read the titles, finally letting it sink in that they were in New York.
Then again, the stares they got from people as they walked past them in the street. Man didn't these people know how to smile?
"So what are we looking for?" she asked, stepping even closer.
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Post by whodovoodoo on Feb 10, 2008 20:21:39 GMT
Peter pulled away from her and drew himself to his feet, shaking off the dizzy feeling that the kiss caused. "Maybe," He said enigmatically. He moved to the table, she hadnt brought any pills. He paused, confused, "Did you just come here to jolt me?"
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rach
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Post by rach on Feb 10, 2008 20:23:39 GMT
"I know how you feel," Ianto commented to Gwen before heading off in the opposite direction Owen had.
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Elle Bishop
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 10, 2008 20:26:39 GMT
"And maybe more," Elle grinned, much like a child who had just been told she was getting a puppy for her birthday. She pushed up to her feet and moved behind him, locking her fingers around him at the waist and breathing him in.
"Maybe? Just maybe? Well, I guess I'll go then. I'm sure Paul will be more than happy to keep you company, though I'm not sure he'll give you exactly what I give you," Elle teased, sticking out her tongue in an immature fashion. She let go of him and started to the door, hoping deep within her he'd stop her. She needed the reassurance, the attention.
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Irisxeyes
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Post by Irisxeyes on Feb 10, 2008 20:27:42 GMT
Hotels were boring.
Claire Bennet decided as she puffed out her cheeks. She pushed a finger into one side of her puffed up face and let go again and again, seeing if that could alleviate the boredom like it did when she was six. Now that she was older it obviously wasn't as effective. Rubbing at her eyes, she groaned and looked outside of the window. Just watching the people go about their daily lives was frustrating, it was as if they were taunting her; they had the freedom she was starting to yearn for.
Ever since that night on Kirby Plaza she had been stuck inside a damned hotel room, left to her own devices to find some sort of fun while Noah Bennet, her father, made lots and lots of phone calls trying to arrange a new life for them because apparently going back to Texas would be dangerous. That is why her new home under the name 'Butler' was New York City, for the time being anyway, she knew her dad had plans for the whole family to move elsewhere soon.
Being stuck inside with nothing to do but think, meant she was left with the haunting images of that night. Shaking hands holding that gun, Nathan flying down to save the day and the bright light..she tried not to think of it too much, she missed Peter. Claire frowned at the city below and pushed away from the window, turning around and looking at the door her father was behind, she could hear the muffled sound of his voice talking. She had to get out of the stuffy old room, now.
"Dad?" Claire called before pausing and waiting for the mumble of his voice to die down until he was waiting expectantly for her to speak again, she smiled to herself. "Can I go get some fresh air?"
"No."
Her smile dropped instantly.
"But-"
"Claire, I said no going outside without company and I'm busy!" And with that Noah Bennet went back to his phone call leaving Claire standing there, arms folded and a very annoyed scowl on her features.
Time for plan B, sneaking out.
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Post by whodovoodoo on Feb 10, 2008 20:29:11 GMT
He pulled her back, he didn't really know why, or what possessed him. He had no need to distract her, he wasn't gaining anything he just wanted to say goodbye, and maybe thank you, but neither of the words could pass his lips otherwise all their plans would be ruined. He had gone five days clear without the medication, when she left him he'd make his escape with Adam...he just needed a way to say goodbye.
So he kissed her.
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Post by Dylan & Marv on Feb 10, 2008 20:30:31 GMT
He paced his small room and heard the too familiar tap of heels down the hall and literally cringed. Elle was an unwelcome distraction and he knew if she entered Peter's room that his work on the boy for the last week would be overshadowed by carnal desires and trivial teenage style 'romance'. Adam shook his head and sat himself on his bed, hearing the singsongish voice of Elle Bishop through the vent. He said nothing because when she was around Peter might as well have worn a collar and leash. In moments like this he longed for books on tape to distract himself and spare his ears from their incessant babble. Elle's voice made him wish he could actually die. Instead, he laid himself down, folded his hands over his stomach and plotted his next move.
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jocose
crazy axe murderer
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Post by jocose on Feb 10, 2008 20:31:13 GMT
Owen slipped back into the hub, Jack had gone back into his office, Gwen was leaning back in her hair, swivelling it back and forth, clearly gearing up for a fight.
Owen sighed, then spotted Tosh, he hissed at her, trying to get her attention before Gwen spotted him
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Post by Toshiko Sato on Feb 10, 2008 20:35:30 GMT
Tosh was pulled from her trance by a certain person obnoxiously hissing at her to get her attention, "What? I was in the middle of something, Owen!" she hissed back in a low voice.
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Elle Bishop
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 10, 2008 20:35:37 GMT
His kiss overwhelmed her. Normally she was the one forcing herself on him and he would give in and she'd eventually leave his room rather relieved while he healed himself and the smell of singed hair lingered in the air.
She pulled away and gave a smirk. "So you DID miss me," she giggled.
She gave a sigh and pushed him back towards the bed, sitting him down and draping her legs over his.
"So, I'm technically not allowed to be here," she stated. "Daddy doesn't like me being around you. He claims I'm 'getting too attached' and I'm 'too distracted' in my work. That's why he pulled me from delivering your Haitian pills."
Her entire expression changed. "I don't like being treated like a baby," she sulked. Her lip started to quiver as her fingertips walked Peter's chest.
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rach
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Post by rach on Feb 10, 2008 20:37:06 GMT
Ianto decided to keep himself busy by making the drinks. Owen seemed to be having a bad day and he couldn't help but tihnk to shout 'Relax!' at him. Maybe he could read him some poetry, or just try to ignore the snide remarks. He walked into The Hub with some coffees, silently planting them on everyone's desks
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jocose
crazy axe murderer
I love a good plot and a good plotter!
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Post by jocose on Feb 10, 2008 20:37:51 GMT
"Come here a minute," he whispered, moving slightly to keep out of Gwens eyeline as she swivelled back the other way
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