rach
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Ianto Jones
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Post by rach on Feb 10, 2008 20:56:40 GMT
"It's beautiful isn't it?" Ianto commented, coming up behind Jack. "It maybe about to be invaded by God knows how many different types of aliens, but you look at it and it takes your breath away" he muttered.
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Post by Toshiko Sato on Feb 10, 2008 20:59:02 GMT
Tosh's jaw dropped and she smirked slightly, "Owen Harper, there is no way in the entire galactic universe that I'm doing your work for you. It's not my job to catch you up because you went out to the bars instead of paperwork." she poked his chest, "And there's nothing you can offer me that will twist my arm."
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Post by thestral on Feb 10, 2008 21:01:23 GMT
"It's simple." Jack sighed. "Life goes on whether you want it to or not. Too slow and it leaves you behind. But this...is simple," Jack said turning and offering a smile to Ianto before turning back to the view.
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Elle Bishop
total nut!
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 21:01:25 GMT
Elle tugged his ear, poked him in the nose and batted her eyelashes.
"I really like you Peter. It's just not fair. He ruins all my fun," Elle sulked, her lips forming a perfect pout. Her fingertip grazed his jawline and delivered a little shock. "I have needs, I have wants, he locks me up like an animal. I can't help it!"
She huffed and gave a sigh, "Some days I really wish I could get out of here."
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desertrose9
crazy axe murderer
Stuff of Legends!
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Post by desertrose9 on Feb 10, 2008 21:03:24 GMT
She let her eyes trail around the building slightly, taking in the various other diners. She looked away slightly when someone caught her glance, putting the papers she still had on the table.
"Might as well see what's going on locally...When in Rome and all that."
She glanced through them, looking for even the smallest odd detail. Sighing slightly, she chucked them to the side.
"Bloody newspapers were always useless."
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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 21:03:30 GMT
"You dont have to do it, just make the system think its done," he gave her a small doleful smile, "Like you did before?" he raised his eyebrows hopefully, "I`d be really grateful," he murmured, tagging on another smile almost as an afterthought
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Post by whodovoodoo on Feb 10, 2008 21:04:39 GMT
Peter clasped his hands around her waist and lifted her from his lap with ease, she weighed so little. He paced a bit.
"Caged!" He almost laughed. "YOU feel caged." He wasn't even hiding his irony. "How the hell do you think I feel Elle. My family thinks I'm dead and your dad spins me some story about a cure...it's a lie, you know it, I know it....you know I haven't actually DONE anything wrong. I could help people..." He put his head in his hands, he was getting frustrated. Freedom seemed so close now.
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HN
crazy axe murderer
She-Doctor
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Post by HN on Feb 10, 2008 21:10:09 GMT
The landing was bumpy, as always. And as always, the outside world seemed gray and unimpressive. He pulled his jacket closed around him, seeking warmth against the wind chill factor. Whatever rift had been here before, it was gone now. He could feel the tiny rip in the space time continuum, healed beneath his feet. The cause was long gone.
He looked around, and for a moment considered returning to his Tardis and leaving mankind to their inevitable fate. He soon shook off the feeling and pushed onwards, weaving in and out of the throngs of New Yorkers.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 10, 2008 21:10:22 GMT
Evelyn pulled her Cardigan tighter and then stared at the watch her father had given her for her fifth birthday with a sigh. She hadn't adjusted the date on it yet. Eying the papers as she walked by a newsstand and began tinkering with her watch.
"There," she muttered. As she stood she felt one or two people walk by with abilities. One was rapid hair growth which she definitely did not want to sponge, and the second was...regeneration?
She lifted her head and eyed the crowd walking past. Her father always told her that people with regenerative abilities were often handy to keep around. Even if just for their blood. Though Evelyn had harnessed the ability for herself, she was still curious to find someone else with it. From what she had managed to pry from the files her mother kept hidden in her closet, Peter Petrelli had regenerative abilities.
She finally located the source. A young woman waiting on the opposite street to cross. Her photographic memory (and ability she adored) allowed her to locate the face in her memories. Claire Bennet, Odessa, TX, 15 year old. At least, that was what the file in her mothers closet said.
She watched the girl cross the street and moved forward, pretending to be caught up in her watch as she ran into the girl.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry!" Evelyn gasped.
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Post by mastersaxon on Feb 10, 2008 21:11:40 GMT
"Nah, don't say that! Newspapers are great, very human, writing it all down! What a good idea. You can all know what's happening. Don't you like to know what's happening?" He thanked the waitress with a smile when she brought them two cups and left swiftly. He understood why as he looked at his tea. The colour was very suspicious.
"I don't think that's tea." He brought the cup to his lips. "Definitely not tea. Well, never mind!" He drank half the cup in one go and winced. New Yorkers were coming and leaving, the café never empty. It was fantastic, absolutely fantastic. The Doctor's eyes turned back to Rose as some of the clients frowned at him. He was only smiling though, the most harmless form of communication.
"I guess we'll just have to trust my instinct," he sighed, "if we can't find anything in there." He pointed at the abandoned newspapers and sighed again. He felt disappointed by the lack of immediate action.
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Post by Toshiko Sato on Feb 10, 2008 21:12:19 GMT
"No way in hell, heaven or any other strange dimension will I ever manipulate the Torchwood report system to make it look like you've done your work when you haven't." She turned and walked back to her desk, "I suggest you go do it now and avoid the rath of Jack."
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Elle Bishop
total nut!
You'll get used to it, and then you'll start to like it.
Posts: 1,156
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Post by Elle Bishop on Feb 10, 2008 21:15:15 GMT
"Peter, don't be silly," Elle laughed. "We are going to help you. It's better this way."
She sounded so robotic in her responses. She was so used to just rolling the words off of her tongue to help her father pursuade people to stick around the building.
"Who am I kidding?" She sighed, pushing from the bed. She let a little spark of electricity build up in her hand and then closed her fist around it. "Peter I've lived nearly my entire life in this stupid building. You know this. You know how closed off I am. Don't you think I want to go ride rollercoaster and walk along the beach? I'd love to have one of those little drinks with the umbrellas and sink my feet in the sand. I don't even know what sand feels like! At least you know what the world around you is really like. I don't get to enjoy anything. It's all missions and assignments. Then you came along...and it made me want so much more," she sulked.
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desertrose9
crazy axe murderer
Stuff of Legends!
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Post by desertrose9 on Feb 10, 2008 21:15:16 GMT
She looked at the cup suspiciously, bringing it slowly to her lips. Wrinkling up her nose, she placed it back down.
"Remind me to leave them some proper tea before we go," she told the Doctor with a smile. Sighing slightly, she opened up the newspaper again. "Well there's nothing extra ordinary. Nothing which would make things happen. Nothing stands out. Except the fact a lot of people these days seem to be having trouble with gangs, but that's nothing. Happens everywhere these days." She bit her lip, flicking through. "What do you think is going on? What's your instinct?"
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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 21:17:21 GMT
Owen sighed, Gwen got up and went into Jacks office, keeping his eyes on her, he went towards Toshiko.
"Aw, come on Tosh... please, just this once, "he looked pleadingly at her, "whatever you want, just name it, its yours."
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Irisxeyes
total nut!
Save The Cheerleader, Save The World
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Post by Irisxeyes on Feb 10, 2008 21:17:47 GMT
Claire had been too caught up in her thoughts and excitement of being outside, so much so that when she came gilding with someone else it took her a moment or two to blink away the confusion. She pushed back the hair that had managed to fall in front of her eyes out of the way and glanced at the person she had bumped into sheepishly.
"No, I'm sorry. Wasn't looking where I was going." Claire smiled politely.
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