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marmadukeyourecrazy · 12 years ago
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Hunting
"Well, it won't hurt or kill them. The only way you can do that is when you burn the bones and any other remains that may be around." 
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mynameisasche-archive-blog · 12 years ago
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Asche was right outside the tall building, as usual, wearing his ripped cotton pullover and jean shorts. He watched people pass him all day long, never paying him any mind. He could feel that he was about to get sick (yet again) and he dashed behind the dumpster. He heaved the remainder of the contents of his stomach, then he returned to his spot in the rare sunshine, enjoying the warmth on his skin. He breathed heavily and leaned against the hot brick. 
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torchwoodswelshman-blog · 13 years ago
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captjackharknesstw replied to your post: Yaaaawwwwwnnntooooooooeeeeeee.
Guess what.
What? *relaxes into his recliner*
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marmadukeyourecrazy · 12 years ago
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Cause I had to xD
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marmadukeyourecrazy · 12 years ago
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I just wanna
snuggle Jack.
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byondtheveil · 12 years ago
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Odds and Ends
Reianna sighed softly as she took another box from the back door. Would it kill the postman to knock? Rei was currently working in a tiny shop owned by an older couple. The older couple were pickers so they hired her to look after the shop while they were on the road. It was a pretty decent job. She lived in the small apartment above the shop. "Lets see what we got... Oh yay another box of stuff I have to clean!" She said sarcastically to herself. She had no idea what half with stuff was. She just cleaned it, did a google search and if nothing came up, picked a random price and put it up on the shelf. Sitting at the swivel chair behind the counter she grabbed the box of wet wipes, flicked on the TV and started cleaning, once in a while glancing up at the door watching as people walked by. It was a slow day as always.
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anechooffour · 12 years ago
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He liked to think it had been intent or wise planning that landed him not only escape from the Time Lock, but a TARDIS to boot. In reality, it was simply luck, good or poor depending on if one looked at the fact that they were torturing him in the med bay, or the fact that it gave him easy access to the console room in a rare moment where he wasn't actively being torn apart. She was a war machine, nothing like the TARDIS he'd once called home, but she would fit the bill, he decided. 
He'd been out a week, he figured, linearly speaking, and too weak and too malnourished, he was slow to properly heal up. He'd fully intended to simply hide until he was pieced back together, only... only the downside of his TARDIS being so slow to bond with him was that she failed to tell him she was low on fuel until he was stuck making an immediate trip to the nearest rift.
It was a trip that landed him in Cardiff. Hiding the worst of his cuts and scrapes beneath his clothes, he ventured out in search of food, hoping to avoid Torchwood. 
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marmadukeyourecrazy · 12 years ago
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Jack and Demon!Garth
It had been a few days since Garth had had any contact with Jack. It appeared that Garth had just up and vanished from the world itself. The truth was that Garth wasn't exactly around to make contact. While out on a hunt, a demon had knocked him out cold and the anti possession tattoo was burned from his skin. The next thing Garth knew was that he was trapped and not in control of his own body. Instead, there was a demon wearing him around.
He was helpless as the demon pretended to be him. All this took place at a bar that happened to be closed for the day for unexplained reasons. The demon had went out of his way to kill the owner. However, he had sent an invite to one person especially. Sending a text, it gave Jack Harkness the location of the bar. Garth felt helpless as he knew that the demon was after Jack and he wasn't sure why.
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not-just-a-blip-in-time · 12 years ago
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Ianto can never forget about the one dance he had with Jack. Sometimes the memory will be triggered and he'll always get a soft smile humming the music under his breath. He'll close his eyes and remember the feeling of Jack's hand in his, the way they swayed together. How it was just the two of them and nothing else existed. Ianto wishes one day they could dance again together, that moment frozen in time forever.
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