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[Mar. 24th, 2009|10:56 am] |
This is all just so senseless and awful. These people need to understand that the people they are hurting are fundamentally the same as everyone else. I only wish there were something I could do to stop them.
( My Doctor ) |
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[Jan. 31st, 2009|09:04 pm] |
Okay. Being human? Sometimes sucks. That is the correct term? |
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[Jan. 15th, 2009|08:30 pm] |
I feel as though I am adjusting well to this strange place and time. If I am good at anything, it is adapting. And as different as this is from the world I am familiar with, I would never wish to go back. There is too much here that brings me happiness for me to ever want to be anywhere else.
( Human Doctor ) |
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[Jan. 5th, 2009|04:49 pm] |
Well, would you look at that. Who needs to be Prime Minister, when you can have the whole of Russia at your disposal? I really do think I'm going to have fun with this. The only thing that could make this better would be the Doctor at my mercy and a few hostages. Ah well. Give me a few weeks. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2009|05:18 pm] |
Doctor?
This is not what I had imagined any star would look like. In fact, there is so much that is the same. And you are not here, so I am left to wonder what has come to pass.
Are you out there somewhere, my lonely angel? |
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[Aug. 19th, 2008|11:39 am] |
Happy Birthday, Ianto.
Please do not be cross. I tortured Owen until he told me. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2008|12:49 am] |
What the hell?
{he's a scuffy Ianto who never joined TW3! but still makes verrry good coffee} |
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[Jul. 13th, 2008|01:17 am] |
This... isn't Dålig Ulv Stranden. |
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[Jul. 4th, 2008|12:31 am] |
I really really really hate this place.
Stupid divorce. Stupid fake marriage and fake divorce. Stupid hostage situation. Stupid gunmen.
When does Tosh get home from the hospital? I've got everything all made up. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2008|07:59 pm] |
Ahhhh, Logan. About that 'honeymoon' trip to Beylix 4? Sorry if your pants got left behind. I'm still searching the TARDIS. |
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[Jul. 1st, 2008|01:11 pm] |
Somedays I long for France.
[ooc: takes place after the hostage plot] |
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[Jun. 30th, 2008|10:35 pm] |
Oh crap. PR nightmare.
( Reinette ) |
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[Jun. 28th, 2008|03:25 pm] |
I must admit, it can be rather hard for me to collect my thoughts as of late. My feelings are hidden inside, for sometimes I find it so difficult to express them in a way others might find coherent. And yet I must press on, with every will inside of me, I must do so. Otherwise all will be lost.
There was once someone I cared for very deeply. That someone, my lonely doctor, is gone now, and yet the words still ring true in my mind. A door, once opened, may be stepped through in either direction. I have seen you, from afar, and yet I feared that love could never be found. Nothing ventured is nothing gained. I must take that first step, for I must venture on.
Will you do me the great honour of being my friend, my lover, and then some. Marry me? |
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[Jun. 3rd, 2008|08:32 pm] |
Oh, well. Lookee here. A new world that- That looks like London. Smells like London.
... tastes like London.
Did I get my coordinates off again? |
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[Apr. 11th, 2008|07:59 pm] |
I'm.. back apparently.
Anyone miss me? |
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[Apr. 10th, 2008|11:24 pm] |
Oh my. This isn't New York, isn't Andalasia either. I do hope Robert isn't worried where I am. At least the people here seem friendly. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2008|11:08 pm] |
This is unexpected. |
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