She had spent an hour folding his clothes, putting his things away carefully. It seemed to be the least she could do for him, after ( Read more... )

Moments before, Ethan had been leaning against the side of the truck he'd been manhandled into in such an undignified fashion. He'd adopted a pose of insouciant carelessness, tilting his head back and expanding his personal space until he was elbowed into place; he was being obnoxious, in other words, so all things considered it must be in his best ( Read more... )

Here is one Alex Drake, holding a clipboard and looking like she just rolled off the set of Dallas (she still hasn't quite gotten used to the fact that she's not trapped in the 80s anymore, and therefore technically doesn't need to dress this way). The interior of an Italian bistro is vaguely visible behind her, to the discerning viewer.

After some ( Read more... )

"-- and you can bugger off until I'm done drinking my coffee, thanks, because ( Read more... )

The man with bleached-platinum, gelled-back hair blinked slowly as the device turned on. This wasn’t his free junker of a car, and it certainly wasn’t southern California. He looked around cautiously, wondering if maybe he’d drunk too much and actually managed to pass out- but seeing as this obviously wasn't a bar either, he doubted it. What he ( Read more... )

It had taken Jack a good long while to figure out just what to get Ianto -- particularly given the hatches and the ability to pull out anything one wanted from within them. Things were returning to normal between them, at long last, and Jack wanted to get him something. At least one of them was able to celebrate a birthday, right ( Read more... )

In the months that Ianto's been here, he's almost started to get used to Taxon. Not completely, of course. And he definitely still misses Cardiff. Given the choice he'd be stood in Roald Dahl Plass gazing out at the bay rather than sat on here on Taxon's very own beach. It's almost a surprise to him how okay he is with being here. He misses ( Read more... )

For a minute, Brooke actually thinks she’s slipped into Narnia.

A second ago, she’d been rummaging through her closet, throwing only the cutest dresses, shorts, blouses, skirts into a suitcase near her.  She’d stepped a little further into the closet-because there was an adorable purple top that just looked fantastic with her skin tone-and… ( Read more... )

Okay. This place really needed a pick-me-up. Like right now. With the glitches and the creepy thoughtless creeps and the weird god-like creatures running around and beating people up ( Read more... )

[Dexter, uh... clears his throat!]

Um... hi, Taxon! This is Dexter. I guess for all... uh, three of you who know me. Just... thought I'd just say that I've been exploring for the last week, and I'm not dead. Or anything. If anybody was wondering where Roy and I took off to ( Read more... )