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Why I've been gone

Hey! Short story: I’ve been feeling terrible lately because of some personal stuff and it’s not like I’m super fine yet - to be honest I still feel like crying all the time and it drowns my energy. Everything is getting better, but I’m still dealing with some things that has happened lately. Further explanation is under the cut if you want to know what’s going on, but point is, that I feel shitty(but am getting better). I also want to say, that I really enjoy pr’ing with you all and I will come back at some point, when I feel ready for it.

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"I'm not bothered," he mumbled and looked Jack in the eyes. At least as long as he could keep his focus. It didn't last more than a couple of seconds before the dizziness made him lose his balance. To avoid falling he just grabbed Jack's shoulder without thinking about it.

" don't you think you have had enough?" ( totchwoodsboys- jack)

"I.. Know what I’m.. doing.." Owen tried not to stumble over his words and kept a tight hold of his glass of Scotch. It was one of those days, weeks more likely, where his constant over-thinking had gotten the best of him. The nightmares had been there as well. 

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"Here's an idea, Ianto Jones: Stop trying to figure me out! I don't need anyone and you shouldn't try to convince me otherwise. I'm not like you, alright?" He refused to listen to the parts of him that agreed with Ianto. Those who had cared for him - and that he had cared for - had ended up making it all worse. He was better when he didn't have anyone, he was certain. "I don't need distractions, it's enough to have to be the reasonable one around here when you lot go around and bloody.." He wasn't sure what he was going to say so he just hammered his hand down on the table with a frustrated sigh.

His temper had gotten the best of him and he knew that it was exactly what had just happened. Now he just hated himself from letting Ianto push him so near the edge. One thing was when Jack was able to do it. He could even live with Gwen triggering the temper.. Not Ianto. 

"Well, Well, Well"

Ianto’s eyes snapped open and he immediately stopped his ministrations at the sound of another voice. “O-owen.” He cleared his throat trying to steady his breathing. “What are you doing here?”

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"Actual space," he repeated and closed his eyes for a couple of seconds before looking out again. He moved closer to the Doctor and the doors, but wasn't really sure if it was a good idea. Usually he wasn't really one to be easily frightened, but this.. It freaked him out a bit. "Okay fine.. Sciency-wincey.. I swear. If this is some kind of joke, I'm.." He knew The Doctor wasn't kidding him, but his logic simply wouldn't allow this to be entirely true.

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The Doctor rolled his eyes at Owen’s comment about dying. He was about to point out that he would die at some point but didn’t bother. Humans had a odd grasp at times. “How?” He repeated Owen’s question. “Simple. It’s a time machine as well as a spaceship as you humans call it. And it takes me places…such as actual space. There’s a whole sciency-wincey part that is far too complicated to explain.”

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"Nothing.. Don't think about it." He waved his hand a bit as to shake the thought off. It was just stuff like that he said when he wasn't thinking. At least that was how he explained it to himself now.

"It is, indeed, very bad. But that's okay. We can't all have the very best." His voice was still teasing and he even smiled at Tosh, which probably was a good idea considering how mean he could be at times. 

"So.. What to expect today? Any weird activity or anything?" He wasn't entirely sure why he asked that, but he just wanted to keep some kind of conversation going. While he waited for an answer he took the first sip of coffee.

"What else could it be?" She said, smiling in amusement. Was Owen’s mind going straight to the gutter?

"That’s true, yes." Owen had a point, caffeine typically played a huge factor in keeping one awake.

"—-But, still, it’s not bad!” She teased.

"You’re very welcome, Owen." Her smile grew bigger, at the warm gratitude she received from him.

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"Not always," he answered briefly. "But often maybe.. It depends." He shrugged and looked at her - not entirely sure what to expect from this meeting. Hopefully something good. Months ago he probably wouldn't even feel the cold. The days he actually were a dead man walking he couldn't feel anything. Now he could.. But he still felt dead - and that was the problem.

"Of course.. I, uhm.." Why hadn't he thought this through? "I have a flat.. Had.. It's not really mine anymore, but no one's living there anyway and I still have a key, so.." Another shrug. It was the best he'd got if he wanted to be sure to avoid meeting any of the Torchwood members right now.

She was given a name and location, and not much else. Just that she was needed, transportation was paid for, and to be there at 9am. Now she was in an empty plaza in Cardiff. An ocean away from her last home. And she was cold as hell, wondering if she were the victim of some kind of joke. Perhaps the job was too good to be true? She eyed the paper with the name. At least he was a doctor; if she froze to death out here maybe he could thaw her out. She scoffed, but then heard footsteps.

Torchwood business had always been a complex kind of thing, but now, with all that had happened, it had only became worse. Owen hadn’t been able to contact the team yet - he wasn’t ready. He had to know what had happened to him before he could go and see them. If he didn’t have an explanation they would just panic and both Jack and Tosh would probably try running tests on him. Now he had found a possible way to get his answers. Marlise Akron, coroner. What he had found important was the rumors about her. Rumors that had to be true.

The plaza was almost empty, which made sense given the awful weather. It was cold, freezing, and he just wanted to get back home. Whatever home was. “Akron?” He saw the woman standing there - she looked like the picture he had dug out from the internet. “Marlise Akron? I’m Owen Harper. Glad you got the message.”

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Send me "Librarian!" + a number and I'll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and tell you the first line of text from said page!

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"No, Ianto, in fact I don't," he snapped back. He had lost those he had actually loved and now he just wanted to keep his distance from those kind of emotions. He had never been able to deal well with loss. It had become a fear to him and it was a kind of weakness he would never want to show. And Ianto's words had taken him a bit by surprise - he simply hadn't expected to be confronted with it.

"I don't need anyone to care and it's obviously also distracting you to have someone, so maybe you should reconsider if it's a good idea," he sneered and managed to push the growing anger down and keep it at distance. 

"Well, Well, Well"

Ianto’s eyes snapped open and he immediately stopped his ministrations at the sound of another voice. “O-owen.” He cleared his throat trying to steady his breathing. “What are you doing here?”

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The medic rolled his eyes and sighed. "You don't even drink, do you?" He pushed himself away from the table to move closer to Jack. "I'm really not in the mood for concern, alright? Just let me be." He never dealt good with his bad periods, but he had made it through every single one of them so far, obviously. 

" don't you think you have had enough?" ( totchwoodsboys- jack)

"I.. Know what I’m.. doing.." Owen tried not to stumble over his words and kept a tight hold of his glass of Scotch. It was one of those days, weeks more likely, where his constant over-thinking had gotten the best of him. The nightmares had been there as well. 

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Random facts

I was tagged by: welsh-suits

ONCE YOU GET THIS YOU HAVE TO SHARE 6 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT YOURSELF AND THEN TAG YOUR 10 FAVORITE BLOGGERS 

My first cat was named Judas(and actually the cat I have now is also called Judas.. So much for name-creativity).

I'm allergic to pretty much everything.. (Histamine intolerance).

I'm terrified of birds.

When I was a kid I had an imaginary friend.. It was a fox and he was called Jakob Hansen.

My favourite band at the moment is Reptile Youth.

I can't stand the sound of paper getting ripped. 

I am tagging: nightvalecoroner, criminal-royalty, kissablecaptain, masterofdeductions, thetoshikosato, torchwoodsboys, thegirlwhowaited-dw, theadventuringdoctor, iclearupyourshit, shhistolehisconverse

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Reblog if your muse has had a near death experience.

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Reblog if you have more than one rp blog.

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Owen rolled his eyes at what Ianto said. He didn't want to show the Welshman just how much the words actually dug into him. There was a reason he avoided feelings - he would just end up being a mess. He had tried that before and he would never go through that again. Some would say he was afraid of the love and the happiness.

"One thing is very certain. I'll never be jealous of you." The look in his eyes were degrading, mean.. That was his comeback. Sometimes he was indeed good at making people feel low and that was what he was trying to do. Into was the vulnerable one here.. How dared he try to turn it around?

"Well, Well, Well"

Ianto’s eyes snapped open and he immediately stopped his ministrations at the sound of another voice. “O-owen.” He cleared his throat trying to steady his breathing. “What are you doing here?”

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"Oh God," he mumbled and shook his head. It disturbed his scientific brain,, His human-scientific brain. This didn't fit his kind of logic. "Okay.. If I'm going to die, please warn me," he said sarcastically before following The Doctor. He stopped in the second the doors were open and looked out with wide eyes. "H..How?" He cleared his throat. "Is this real?"

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"Hmm…go out there and it’s a world you never expected you would see." The Doctor said with a small smirk. "And….we did travel. Just, come on." The Doctor said, motioning for Owen to follow. He led him to the doors, pushing them open to reveal space and Earth down below them.

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"Yeah sure," he repeated and looked at Jack. He tried to seem confident in his glare, but he couldn't really focus and he didn't really feel very confident. It was worth the try - at least he believed it was. "S..don't you have somewhere else to.. be?" He squinted and leaned against a table to be sure not to just fall.

" don't you think you have had enough?" ( totchwoodsboys- jack)

"I.. Know what I’m.. doing.." Owen tried not to stumble over his words and kept a tight hold of his glass of Scotch. It was one of those days, weeks more likely, where his constant over-thinking had gotten the best of him. The nightmares had been there as well. 

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<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 You, my love, can never get enough hearts!

So it's basically been ages, but I'm back.. Kinda

I’m a bit(read: very) dead in my threads, I guess.. At least almost all of them and I’m really, really sorry for that!

If you’re not too mad at me for disappearing and then dropping threads, then I’d probably love to have a new one. It’s just been too long for some of them to really work for me anymore. I’m sorry. I still love all of you <3

And if you read this and I haven’t mentioned you it’s not because I don’t want to rp with you.. It’s simply because my brain is being a jerk and I can’t remember a thing….