"Just buying essentials...let's not forget the creature comforts. Coffee, obviously..."
TENSE music is tense!
A litany of the AWESOME and possibly questionable:
Torchwood: guns, pen knife, laptop (dead), credit cards and phone (traceable), stamps, pair of contact lenses, fifteen quid, plus twenty-five pence
Heh, Rhys getting pissed that Jack knew first--so obvz and telegraphed, but still so funny.
"So one day you'll see me die of old age, and you'll just keep going." Oh Ianto, I want to pet you right now... (and I love his thoughtful/speculative face)
"It should take about twenty minutes--" "Thirty minutes." "--Thirty." And then foiled by Rhys and his beans!
I realize it's pretty preposterous--but in the realm of preposterous things, this is one of the lesser offenses--that Ianto would be able to get, like, an identical greatcoat for Jack, but so NOT CARING about that! Or about Ianto's new pinstripe three-piece. Because the power of the PRITTY and God compels me!
"I mean what's it gonna be, like a spaceship?" "What are you doing in Camden" Oh, Andy. *hug*
I applaud Ianto's brother-in-law's entrepreneurial spirit, but dude...I bet you could have charged 20 quid a kid!
"and who's the queer?" "OI! It's not 1965 anymore." "Queer, I can smell it."
Only on Torchwood: sexy time shenanigans with top-secret contact lenses.
The whole not really seeing the 456 is getting very M. Night Shamylan--not exactly a compliment.
A question for the modern age: smileys, Y/N?
"No. I gave 'em the kids...1965, I gave them twelve children...as a gift." WTF?!?!?!?!?!
Also at girljackie.
A litany of the AWESOME and possibly questionable:
Torchwood: guns, pen knife, laptop (dead), credit cards and phone (traceable), stamps, pair of contact lenses, fifteen quid, plus twenty-five pence
Heh, Rhys getting pissed that Jack knew first--so obvz and telegraphed, but still so funny.
"So one day you'll see me die of old age, and you'll just keep going." Oh Ianto, I want to pet you right now... (and I love his thoughtful/speculative face)
"It should take about twenty minutes--" "Thirty minutes." "--Thirty." And then foiled by Rhys and his beans!
I realize it's pretty preposterous--but in the realm of preposterous things, this is one of the lesser offenses--that Ianto would be able to get, like, an identical greatcoat for Jack, but so NOT CARING about that! Or about Ianto's new pinstripe three-piece. Because the power of the PRITTY and God compels me!
"I mean what's it gonna be, like a spaceship?" "What are you doing in Camden" Oh, Andy. *hug*
I applaud Ianto's brother-in-law's entrepreneurial spirit, but dude...I bet you could have charged 20 quid a kid!
"and who's the queer?" "OI! It's not 1965 anymore." "Queer, I can smell it."
Only on Torchwood: sexy time shenanigans with top-secret contact lenses.
The whole not really seeing the 456 is getting very M. Night Shamylan--not exactly a compliment.
A question for the modern age: smileys, Y/N?
"No. I gave 'em the kids...1965, I gave them twelve children...as a gift." WTF?!?!?!?!?!
Also at girljackie.