Sep 21, 2007 01:44
The Mystery We Are: Condensed Version. Part 1
Siannon: Ooh Cardiff is nice at this time of year.
Kendrick: I am an evil k’immie and I’m going to take your head.
Siannon: Not tonight, buster *thwack*.
Quickening Ensues
Ianto: Oh my god, lightning in a clear sky!
Jack: We are heroes, let’s go!
Owen: We have a headless dead guy.
Ianto: I have a previous life that none of you lot are aware of. I know weird stuff!
Tosh: Technobabble.
Jack: Someone’s killing Weevils with a sword.
Owen: Ooh interesting.
Jack: Who are you?
Siannon: Never mind that, what the fuck is that!
Jack: Uh-oh, Weevil!
*weevil chomps*
Jack: Ouch!
*Jack dies*
*Jack revives*
Siannon: Welcome back.
Jack: Who the hell are you?
Siannon: I’m immortal, but not like you.
Jack: I hate my friends dying on me.
Siannon: Get used to it dude, you’re immortal.
Ianto: I am being mysterious.
Jack: Never mind that, give me coffee.
Siannon: I’m still immortal, watch this...
Jack: So What, I’m from the 51st century.
Siannon: I know someone older than you!
Ianto: I know who it is!
Owen: Will you be my guinea-pig?
Siannon: OK.
Ianto: We have weird stuff, want to see?
Siannon: OK. Wow, Hieroglyphs!
Jack: Want a job translating?
Siannon: Yes please, but need an old guy to do the hieroglyphs.
Jack: I’m a time traveller
Siannon: I’ve got a headache, and I’m still immortal.
Methos: Hi!
Siannon: Get your arse down here old guy.
Methos: To Cardiff? Why Cardiff?
Siannon: Get the beer in, Methos is coming to town.
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