The narration thinks it has been a while, and decides to mix things up with the pups again.

Ianto Jones stumbles into the Inn a little frazzled, if anything. He's definitely from a different point in his life, and had no idea he would be seeing this place again. After all, he's been getting cozy with a Hotel as of late, but the Inn isn't an ( Read more... )

With great commotion from the other side, the door to the Inn opens, swinging widely and slamming against the wall once. Through it, stumbles Ianto Jones, backwards, as though he was thrown right through the very door. He has his hands cuffed behind him, allowing him little room for balancing himself, while bruises and cuts litter his face and arms ( Read more... )

There is something comforting about feeling his gun in his hand, Molokov thinks. There is also something satisfying about actually using it, even if it is only against paper targets ( Read more... )

Jack is not looking his best when he walks in. It's not anything about him physically that's really changed - though there is a bit of blood spattered on his face and coat and hands, none of it his. It's his expression, dark and closed-off, and rather pained ( Read more... )

Svetlana has been restless. She's gone through all the usual ways to occupy herself - reading, talking a walk, relaxing with a cup of tea. She's even tried knitting, of all thing. Nothing's helped ( Read more... )

Ianto has decided that drinking with a man whose IQ cannot be more than that of a three-year-old was not one of the most clever ideas he's had. Oh no ( Read more... )

((OOC: Jayne is from shortly after the episode Jaynestown. SO he's nothing like where the rest of them are from. XD Makes it even more confusing for him. Joy!))

Into the Inn walks a big guy with a gun.

...

"What the ruttin' hell's this?"

He lifts the gun up in front of him twists his head 'round to look behind.

No ship.

He looks forward.

No ship.

Back. ( Read more... )

The Fifth Doctor is getting antsy. He's ready to get going, get the TARDIS moving again. So don't mind if he's running about getting things ready. She hasn't traveled in a good while, so he's taking every precaution. There's vague thought of Reid, of whether he is coming along or not, but he keeps quiet. He'll stop for a spot of tea soon enough, ( Read more... )

It's not quite the full moon, but close enough. Close enough that Angua is antsy, especially as she'd been keeping her head down for the latest of the Inn's odd epidemics ( Read more... )

After all that, and making her apologies, Rose had fled the Inn for the safety of the TARDIS, and probably clung rather tightly to the Doctor for a while. Maybe he'd realized why, maybe not, but that's the way of things ( Read more... )