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Post subject:  Posted: April 15th, 2009, 9:05 pm |
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Me. Owen. Yes.
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Post subject: Posted: April 15th, 2009, 9:15 pm |
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Me. Suprised? No.
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Post subject: Posted: April 15th, 2009, 10:37 pm |
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Haha, I second that about Americans not knowing that Wales even exists. Tis sad...
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Post subject: Posted: April 17th, 2009, 6:17 pm |
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Guess that means I'll take Gwen. I'll have my starting post up after I've finished sorting through my clothes, unless anyone else wants to start XD
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Post subject: Posted: April 17th, 2009, 8:14 pm |
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[Yes okay, double post. So sue me.]
Rain. It was all it seemed to do in Wales. Today was no different, freezing cold rain, pouring down at an angle thanks to the wind. Bronwyn stood staring, no; glaring, at the rough waves that splashed against the walls of the bay, mulling over what she was about to do. It had been seven years since she was last here and a year since she had seen Ianto. She doubted if she would have even stepped foot on welsh soil again, if she hadn't been pratically ordered here by Harold Saxon.
Reaching under her leather jacket she fumbled with the chain that hung around her neck, and the key attached to it. It was the key to the tourist infomation center that was the front for Torchwood Three. She just hoped Ianto hadn't changed the locks. Time to find out. She thought, checking her watch. 06:59am; I guess now's a better time than any. She walked over to the Tourist Info door and slotted the key in, breathing a slight sigh of relief when it fitted and turned. Closing the door behind her she walked over to the desk aand found the button to release the secret door before making her way through the winding corridors, down the lift, through the cog door and then through the gates, chuckling slightly when she heard the familliar alarms.
She slowly walked up the metal steps and onto the raised platform that held the workstations, before heading over to what used to be her desk. At a glance Bronwyn spotted a photo of a woman with dark hair and sunglasses, sitting next to a man with light brown hair wearing a rugby shirt. Looking back up and around herself she smiled sadly and sighed. There's no place like home.
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 12:56 am |
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S-s-s-s suddenly ther'es a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they're trying to take your TV set!
Happiness is the ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can!
Sang the alarm clock near Owen's bed. His hand flailed wildly about, in search for the snooze button, but he only managed to knock the iPod across the room. His brain still asleep, he went through the difficult process of waking up after yet another night of drinking. Somehow, he had drank less than the night before. Nevertheless, it was enough to give him a stabbing headache as he rolled off his bed and landed in a heap of blankets and comforters. Rolling so his stomach was on the floor, he picked his half naked body up, wincing as his limbs were forced to move. Owen limped his way towards his bathroom, unconsciously dragging a blanket with him.
Ten minutes later, he emerged from his bathroom, considerably awake but still very drowsy. He absentmindedly dressed and yawning loudly, swept his gun, keys, and mobile from the counter top into his jeans pockets and left his rather empty flat.
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 9:30 pm |
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((Ok, Hi, I might join as an OC if possible. and maybe she could some how get involved with Owen?))
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 9:54 pm |
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 10:00 pm |
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(Yeahh, sorry but I don't think it would be all that canon if we give Owen yet another person to fall in love with. What with Diane and Katie and all that.)
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 10:08 pm |
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((Sorry, I won't take Gwen, I fear I won't do her justice, and let her down. as for the OC and Owen, maybe instead they form a sibling like bond. He becomes like a protective older brother?))
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 10:39 pm |
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[That would seem very OCC to me, there has never really been any hint in the show that Owen is capable of such a bond, apart from with Tosh and I want to keep this as canon as possible. Sorry.]
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 10:45 pm |
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((Ok then sorry.))
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Post subject: Posted: April 19th, 2009, 11:51 pm |
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(Hey! Sorry, i just noticed this. Do you think I could hop in with an OC? Maybe someone working with Saxon to keep Torchwood busy?)
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Post subject: Posted: April 20th, 2009, 2:40 am |
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Ianto growled, tugging angrily at the file cabinet that had apparently decided to rust shut. Not surprising, since by his caluculations, these drawers, hidden in an old basement room, hadn't even been touched for the last couple decades. With one last creak of resistance, the rusty latch finally came loose, flying open as Ianto pulled. His alight with a smug grin, Ianto riffled through the files. He wasn't doing anything particularly important; just a bit of house cleaning as well as scanning old files into the computer as back up, but he always felt calmer when he was busy. As he climbed the stairs, he heard the familiar alarms that signaled a Torchwood employee's arrival. He glanced at his watch, wondering who had walked through that door. He stopped dead when finally caught a glance. "Bronwyn?" He murmured, his breath catching. He hadn't expected to see her, much less standing in the middle of the hub. "H...h...how are you?" he finally managed to ask.
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Post subject: Posted: April 20th, 2009, 10:30 am |
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[That sounds like an awesome idea Maeth! <3]
Bronwyn's head snapped round on hearing Ianto's voice, her sad smile becoming a massive grin.
"Yan! Old habits die hard I see." She exclaimed, gesturing to his pristine suit. With a bounce in her step she rushed forward and flung her arms around his neck. "I'm doing as good as always I guess. But what about you, how are... things?"
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Gwen yawned and grabbed a couple of cups and chucked a couple of teabags in, before pouring boiling water in and adding milk and sugar. Blearily she made her way back to the bedroom and handed Rhys a plate of toast and his cup of tea. She quietly got dressed, eyeing the engagement ring that now sat on her finger, gave Rhys a quick kiss and headed out the door.
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Post subject: Posted: April 20th, 2009, 12:24 pm |
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(Awesome! Do you want me to take Saxon as well? Or do you have him?)
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You'll have to ask Caunion if an OC can get with Owen though.]
