She leads a very drunk Indiana Jones up to her room. She pulls him in and closes the door ( Read more... )

I hadn't expected this. Killing God? Not on my planner for my last days on Earth. But, eh, it happened.

So here I lie, surrounded by my team, hacking up blood and fading into oblivion. I can hear Jack saying something, I don't know what, so I think back at him, "Be seeing you." And then I see Her.

I left Horatio sleeping it off. He was a damn good fuck, once I got him to pay attention to what I wanted, and not to what he thought he was supposed to do with a woman. Give him a few more lays and he might even start to be incredible ( Read more... )

God, I feel rotten.

Woke up hungover all to hell, in a room in the back of a bar with a glass of water and a basin next to me. Was violently sick all over the basin, drank the whole glass of water, and went back to sleep for a week.

Woke up again, said, "Jenny, you know, you're a big sodding idiot," and staggered back downstairs.

I've been starting out into the Bleed for hours now. The ship's gone quiet, what with Jack down at Angie's place and Shen meditating and the Doctor stoned off his head and the Poofters off doing God knows what ( Read more... )

Christ, what a cock-up. Every idiot in the bloody Universe must live on this planet ( Read more... )

Damn, that was a good shag. Shall have to find Alex sometime and do it again.

Crikey, there's Shen, nosy little cow. Off to save the bloody world.

Headed to Milliways. Better alcohol than this piece o' shite, and I don't have to listen to everyone else on the damn Carrier shagging their brains out.