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[fuckoingoboingo]

Alright, everyone. Ianto and I have decided that, since we're not currently entrenched in any battles for the future of the city at this particular moment, it's time we took a little break. So, then, for anyone who wants to, we're planning on setting up a bit of a party out on that island that's popped up. You lot deserve a break, after all, and

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[idolstolemylook]

Oh, that's nice, mate.

This a mandatory "turn Spike into a pile of dust" thing?

[fuckoingoboingo]

You can always come out later - we're going to be hanging about for a while, after all. Or bring an umbrella.

[idolstolemylook]

Oh, how sweet I'll look with a parasol.

[torchwoodteaboy]

Like Owen said, Spike, there'll be plenty of things to get up to after sunset, not to worry.

[idolstolemylook]

Mmm, that a promise, sweetcheeks?

[torchwoodteaboy]

[sigh] Yes. Yes, it is.

[idolstolemylook]

You're a doll.