In These Stones Horizons Sing

Oi... again?

Well that wasn't interesting at all. I'm gettin kinda tired goin through the rift.

I'm going to jinx things just by saying this. It seems too quiet around here.

So, Captain America, you and your scout troop of mystery want to tell me what the heck those brown things with the big pointy teeth and claws are? You know...leathery face? Giant head? Goes "grr! argh!" then makes with the biting? Not exactly complaining, because I totally needed the workout and they were really kind of easy, but don't you think that should be part of your 'Handy Guide to Riftland'?

Nadolig llawen, everyone.

( Jack )

( Gwen )

( Jenny )

( Owen )

( Tosh )

( Martha )

( Tish )

( James Bond )

( Captain Jack Harkness, sir )


I'm antsy. And I've come to the conclusion that when I am antsy, I tend to take out my frustrations on my counter-top. There is officially no room in my kitchen for me to even breathe.

So if someone would like three dozen pies. Or, even one pie, I'm more than sure I've used up my money supply on every filling known to pie-makers everywhere, so there is probably a flavor for you. Just.. sitting here.

If other pie-makers even exist anymore.

[Edited to be Filtered to Lelouch and Torchwood] I woke up in a metal box. Without my clothes. Is this customary for this reality?

It's terribly inconvenient and I hope it doesn't happen again.

Lelouch, I need something to wear. This lab coat isn't especially practical.

( Captain Jack Harkness )

I'll be needed a debriefing on the ins and outs of business in this world. Who's part of the Fortune 500 in this dimension? Obviously, my company doesn't exist here.

Now I know why dad was so obsessed with finding a cure...

It is getting worse. I'm routinely waking up somewhere different than where I went to sleep, always in a web. And the raw steak trick isn't working as well anymore. I just ate five and I still feel completely empty... This is getting ridiculous. If this is some kind of evolution, it sucks. I'm terrified I'm going to hurt someone again...

Captain, you still owe me a favour.

This is an amusing situation. Everyone falling through the rift like driftwood.

Hnn. Well it looks like there's nothing too binding in your ridiculous little contract. At least I won't have to give up any of my assets.

HOWEVER, did you think this paltry explanation will appease me? This is the sort of explanation handed to children terrified of the monsters under their bed. Torchwood, it's time for you to start explaining. If not, I'll put all my resources as the CEO of Kaibacorp into ripping the information out of you scrap by scrap.

Answers, now. I'm not the most patient man.

Sleep... would be nice. I don' think I remember it.

You've gotta be freaking kidding me.

This can't be happening.

I mean.. it shouldn't be happening. I've got to get back there.


he needs me.