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Everyone knows you shouldn't accept free food, right?

But surely there can't be anything wrong with a bowl of mints, right?

. . . Right?

[ooc: Pick a character, pick a setting, pick a remedy (if you're at a loss, you can assume it'll wear off in 24 hours), and have some fun with some genderswapping!]

( Cut for the possibility of spoilers up to and including The Last of the Time Lords. )

When one deserts an army and the only place one has ever really had, one is understandibly disoriented. When one deserts an army after committing a horrible crime against a group of innocent people under orders, that disorientation is doubly dulling, doubly damaging ( Read more... )

Richard's in his office rummaging through his files and is just about to turn to page his secretary.

{ooc: You can have any Richard you like in any location, just put it in the subject line.}

He's in town again, not that Harry knows yet. That said, he'd come in from the Nevernever a little later than he'd expected (he still wasn't quite sure about how time worked there and he did miscalculate on occasion) and he's not about to take what little sleep the guy gets ( Read more... )

Keiran has a boyfriend on Valentine's Day.

This feels like a cause worth celebrating, so he's trying to formulate a Cunning Plan.

Ianto is slowly getting used to the notion that the Rift--he assumes it's the Rift, he doesn't know what else it could be--likes to pluck him out of a normal workday and deposit him here.

The lager is good, the sandwiches are fresh and there's no Weevils to worry about.

Could be much worse.