Passing the Time
May. 21st, 2008 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shapinglightWas stuck in the boss's office again this morning, for the first time since I was signed off sick back in April. As a consequence, I have a horrible ache in my neck and shoulders, and a Torchwood drabble.
I've no idea why sitting in that office brings on Torchwood drabbles. Maybe they're one of the lesser known symptoms of neuralgia?
Anyway...
Setting: Post-Torchwood season 2
Pairing: None as such, though Jack/John implied
Rating: R for implied offscreen nastiness with Captain's John's favourite breed of dog (and no, I never thought I'd see JM in a TV show that threw in casual references to bestiality either).
Author's Note: No offence intended to the citizens of Port Talbot, which I'm sure is a lovely place.
Passing the Time
His hand left bloody fingerprints on his empty glass. The corpse on the floor was already cold.
He'd thought the Centauri dust mines in the 35th century were the pits- literally -but Port Talbot on a wet Wednesday night in January had them beat hands down.
But then anywhere would start to drag when you were marking time – waiting for a call that never came.
Well, Jack couldn't resist him forever, and in the meantime, life had its compensations.
He grinned.
"So, your place or mine?"
The poodle stopped licking its dead master's face. Turning big, scared eyes on him, it gulped.
I've no idea why sitting in that office brings on Torchwood drabbles. Maybe they're one of the lesser known symptoms of neuralgia?
Anyway...
Setting: Post-Torchwood season 2
Pairing: None as such, though Jack/John implied
Rating: R for implied offscreen nastiness with Captain's John's favourite breed of dog (and no, I never thought I'd see JM in a TV show that threw in casual references to bestiality either).
Author's Note: No offence intended to the citizens of Port Talbot, which I'm sure is a lovely place.
Passing the Time
His hand left bloody fingerprints on his empty glass. The corpse on the floor was already cold.
He'd thought the Centauri dust mines in the 35th century were the pits- literally -but Port Talbot on a wet Wednesday night in January had them beat hands down.
But then anywhere would start to drag when you were marking time – waiting for a call that never came.
Well, Jack couldn't resist him forever, and in the meantime, life had its compensations.
He grinned.
"So, your place or mine?"
The poodle stopped licking its dead master's face. Turning big, scared eyes on him, it gulped.
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Date: 2008-05-21 05:04 pm (UTC)Poor poodle, though.
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:35 pm (UTC)Well bestiality is Doctor Who canon. (Albeit in the year 5 billion...)
Lovely drabble btw, nicely chilling *and* funny. Well done! :)
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:37 pm (UTC)Well Torchwood is like an office, in a way. Have you thought of having a poodle or bestiality in your spangel story that's due ?
Oh also I have started to do a few icons, with help of a lady in a group called lacollage, she finds some amazing artists, and makes wonderful icons. So I was messing with pallete and contrast on this icon. What do you ?
It's not too purple is it ?
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:38 pm (UTC)What would alien/human relationships be called ?
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:44 pm (UTC)Lovely.
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:52 pm (UTC)I guess, although I presume the cats evolved from our cats.
What would alien/human relationships be called ?
I have a feeling I ought to know this, but I'm drawing a blank.
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Date: 2008-05-21 06:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-21 06:55 pm (UTC)Poor poodle. Hee hee. (Damn it, why is that so funny??!)
*snicker*
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Date: 2008-05-21 10:03 pm (UTC)PS I tried to post on the other story last night again and it cut me off *pouts* I think the computer just gets tired after me
looking at porn all dayusing all day. Had this thing abouthow I liked the symmetry of what was happening to Wes now and what had been done to Spike... and a squee about more Spiles! LOL. I'll sneak it here so the computer doesn't know and cut me off again *grin*no subject
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Date: 2008-05-22 02:44 pm (UTC)Glad you liked the drabble.