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5:02 PM
[Closed to Spike]
[He looks far too composed to actually be feeling that way at all. A little pale, maybe, eyes a little red perhaps but every piece of the suit is impeccably in place like armor. No bright pink shirt or patterned tie today, it's all the subdued black and white like he wore when he first joined Torchwood and wanted no one to notice him. It's hardly possible today, not after that announcement to the whole dome that he finally listened to. Everyone knows.
He twitches his lips in a tiny movement that was probably supposed to be a smile, one he's not particularly feeling today.]
So. We should probably talk, shouldn't we?
[He looks far too composed to actually be feeling that way at all. A little pale, maybe, eyes a little red perhaps but every piece of the suit is impeccably in place like armor. No bright pink shirt or patterned tie today, it's all the subdued black and white like he wore when he first joined Torchwood and wanted no one to notice him. It's hardly possible today, not after that announcement to the whole dome that he finally listened to. Everyone knows.
He twitches his lips in a tiny movement that was probably supposed to be a smile, one he's not particularly feeling today.]
So. We should probably talk, shouldn't we?