sobloodywelsh (sobloodywelsh) wrote in marinanova, @ 2014-04-15 20:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | doctor facilier, gwen cooper, ianto jones, martha jones, sam winchester, spike |
Day 267 | Open |Street food stands
[Gwen desperately wanted to believe to believe that someone had put a whole hardboiled egg in a pita bread, but the fact that it had an iris sort of made her question it. It was quite lovely though, the iris. A soft brown, like whisky with chocolate in it. Although she expected the taste would be quite different from chocolate. At least the consistence would be.
Suddenly there was a great lurch in her stomach. Gwen gripped the edge of the table where she was standing, and a tint of green lay over the freckles in her face.]
Get it together Gwen… Just… Take it easy. Maybe it isn’t an… An eye.
[Another glance down the bread told her that it might very well be so. A big eye. Too large to be human, at least that was a comfort. It was laying quite peacefully on a bed of some type of light yellow cheese and what looked like cabbage. Regular cabbage. Earth cabbage. It was strange to see it out of it's natural habitat.
Because surely this could not be Earth. Earth held no prisons like this. At least she hoped they didn’t. And if they did she didn’t want to know. Gwen bit her lower lip hard and lifted the bread to her lips slowly, then lowered it. This was not going well.]