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Who: Torn, Rose Tyler
Where: Renee and Lander
When: Shortly after this talk Here
Rating: PG?
Summary: Torn's playing escort. Like this ever ends well.
the log: ...
It was just something to do. Someone to help. A place to be without an order to follow it there. He was getting sick of those.
As much as he loved Ashelin--and he loved Ashelin (and Mar was it good for the feeling to hopefully be returned again)--he knew he could survive without her. And her without him. She'd started to make that a little too clear, actually...
He was driving her insane again, he just new it. Dammit.
But anyway--moving on. Right now, he was off to help a stranger. A rude stranger, granted, but he couldn't blame her what with how he reentered the world kicking and cursing. Her little tiff with the military, however, was something she'd be needing to get over.
Thus, he'd be on his best behavior.
She wasn't hard to find. Pretty little thing--emphasis on little--with bright blonde hair hiding her stubby lil' 'human' ears, just standing in the street. While he'd never felt overly conscious of his most obvious difference between his race and hers, he now wondered if perhaps he should've warned her about his appearance before hand.
Ah, well. Better let her get it out of her system. Couldn't do much damage to him with a stick, anyway.
"Sorry t'keep you waitin', girlie," Torn called to her. Supposedly smart human that she was, she'd recognize his voice before thinking he was a monster to attack.
Where: Renee and Lander
When: Shortly after this talk Here
Rating: PG?
Summary: Torn's playing escort. Like this ever ends well.
the log: ...
It was just something to do. Someone to help. A place to be without an order to follow it there. He was getting sick of those.
As much as he loved Ashelin--and he loved Ashelin (and Mar was it good for the feeling to hopefully be returned again)--he knew he could survive without her. And her without him. She'd started to make that a little too clear, actually...
He was driving her insane again, he just new it. Dammit.
But anyway--moving on. Right now, he was off to help a stranger. A rude stranger, granted, but he couldn't blame her what with how he reentered the world kicking and cursing. Her little tiff with the military, however, was something she'd be needing to get over.
Thus, he'd be on his best behavior.
She wasn't hard to find. Pretty little thing--emphasis on little--with bright blonde hair hiding her stubby lil' 'human' ears, just standing in the street. While he'd never felt overly conscious of his most obvious difference between his race and hers, he now wondered if perhaps he should've warned her about his appearance before hand.
Ah, well. Better let her get it out of her system. Couldn't do much damage to him with a stick, anyway.
"Sorry t'keep you waitin', girlie," Torn called to her. Supposedly smart human that she was, she'd recognize his voice before thinking he was a monster to attack.