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[bitingnightmare]

These fuckers are sick!!!

PS. Hey birdie, this guy doesn't think you exist.

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[handsomejack]

Faeries are evil and need to have their little wings plucked off.

[bitingnightmare]

You're telling me. It should be fucking target practice for you.

[handsomejack]

Not that I wouldn't mind the live targets but bedside duty comes first.

[bitingnightmare]

How is he?

[handsomejack]

Concussion, deep lacerations to the arm and abdomen, shallow lacerations to the throat, significant blood loss.

He's foggy today, having a hard time keeping thoughts straight and sore as hell. I think Martha might spring him beginning of next week.

[bitingnightmare]

And his attacker?

[handsomejack]

Ripped her throat out to get my point across. I think the message was clear.

[bitingnightmare]

She sounds clear as a bell already.

[handsomejack]

She regenerates quickly but I made sure it stung at the time.

[bitingnightmare]

Good man.

[handsomejack]

Thank you.

If you have a free moment, Ianto would probably love some Welsh pancakes? You know, made by someone who wouldn't cause the kitchen to explode?

[bitingnightmare]

Tomorrow morning. I'm not setting foot outside until those fuckers are gone.

[handsomejack]

Understandable and I think he's still eating through a tube for the next 12 hours at least.

They're just, they'd be comfort food for him I think.

[bitingnightmare]

Yeah sure, whatever Welsh Pancakes are. I'll look them up.

[handsomejack]

They're kinda like a donut only worse for you.

[bitingnightmare]

I'll try. I'm sure Blue won't mind experimenting.