Introduction

[promised_one]

Hey, Brawl. Doyle here, pleasure to meet the lot o' you. I'm from Angel's fandom, he's my boss. I get great splittin' migraines that come with pictures, and I've got a boyfriend named Owen from the Torchwood fandom who's a complete idiot, but I love him anyway. Speakin' o' which, he's back, safe and sound, and we're both back at my brand new

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[docisin]

Can I at least leave the bedroom for a piss?

[promised_one]

'Course you can.

[docisin]

Without you following me and locking the door?

[promised_one]

Are you gonna come back?

[ihaveasoul]

Are you safe and sound?

Is 'boss' the right word when you hang around drinking all my booze and throwing out a vision when you get them. What did Cordy say? 'Air quote'?

[promised_one]

You never let me go on the dangerous missions anymore! What else am I supposed to do?

[ihaveasoul]

That didn't answer my question, Doyle. I've known you long enough to tell when you're avoiding it. Are you okay? Yes or no answer.

[promised_one]

Got in a bit of a weevil tussle, but I'm alright.

[igaveudejavu]

pictures like visions ?

[promised_one]

Yep, those'd be the ones. Who're you, lass?

[igaveudejavu]

I'm Alice Cullen. I believe we share an ability.

[promised_one]

Pleasure to meet you, Alice. Really? How do yours work?

[nicotine_patch]

Harper's cool. I didn't really believe you existed.

[promised_one]

'Course I exist. Who're you?

[nicotine_patch]

Badou Nails. 'Sup, bro.

[promised_one]

Takin' a break between rounds, you?