The Great Torchwood Balloon Poll - Round One
On the whole, Jack mused, maybe choosing Bilus Manger Air Trips hadn't been the best choice for a team bonding trip.
Celebrating Suzie's (non-evil) return from the dead was the ostensible reason for the trip, because face it - just a tad of tension there between her and Gwen still. Not to mention Owen was still pissed at Ianto for shooting him, Gwen and Owen's messy split and the whole thing with Tosh being outed with the whole lesbian alien mind reading thing. Yeah, they all needed a break.
But this? Heading out into the cold Atlantic with a strong wind behind them, a slow leak in the actual canopy, and most definitely out of any mobile phone range. They were so screwed.
"Frankly," glared Owen, "If my suggestion of one last orgy before we all crash and drown in the Atlantic is not going to happen, then I just don't give a fuck anymore." Suzie shared a look and a roll of the eyes with Gwen, as if to say 'he really doesn't change, does he?' before suddenly remembering they hated each other, and sniffing loudly.
Owen missed it all completely, and focused in on his next target of complaint. "And why the bleeding hell do we have a weevil on this bloody trip in the first place? This is supposed to be a merry old piss-up!"
Tosh bridled at that. "Gwen and I found him on the way to the airport," she glowered. "What did you want us to do with him? Leave in in the trunk of the car?"
"Yes!" shouted Owen. "We're all on a sinking balloon, and you bring along a handcuffed weevil for a sight seeing trip!"
"Enough!" snapped Jack, and strode forward to the centre of the balloon floor. "Time to face some unpleasent facts. This balloon is sinking fast, we have nothing left to throw out -except ourselves. The only way for some of us to survive this is for someone to jump."
There was silence in the balloon for a moment, broken only by the weevil being sick over Owen's shoes. "I do hate to point this out," murmered Ianto quietly, studying the increasing nearer sea, "But we really do need to rid ourselves of some unneccessary weight pretty sharpish."
Poll The Great Torchwood Balloon poll
Remember - vote for who you want thrown OUT of the balloon. Round Two will start in two days. Vote early, vote often and try to bribe/blackmail your friends. :P
Previous balloon polls -
The Veronica Mars Balloon poll - winner : Mac
The Stargate SG-1 Balloon poll - winner : Jack O'Neill
Celebrating Suzie's (non-evil) return from the dead was the ostensible reason for the trip, because face it - just a tad of tension there between her and Gwen still. Not to mention Owen was still pissed at Ianto for shooting him, Gwen and Owen's messy split and the whole thing with Tosh being outed with the whole lesbian alien mind reading thing. Yeah, they all needed a break.
But this? Heading out into the cold Atlantic with a strong wind behind them, a slow leak in the actual canopy, and most definitely out of any mobile phone range. They were so screwed.
"Frankly," glared Owen, "If my suggestion of one last orgy before we all crash and drown in the Atlantic is not going to happen, then I just don't give a fuck anymore." Suzie shared a look and a roll of the eyes with Gwen, as if to say 'he really doesn't change, does he?' before suddenly remembering they hated each other, and sniffing loudly.
Owen missed it all completely, and focused in on his next target of complaint. "And why the bleeding hell do we have a weevil on this bloody trip in the first place? This is supposed to be a merry old piss-up!"
Tosh bridled at that. "Gwen and I found him on the way to the airport," she glowered. "What did you want us to do with him? Leave in in the trunk of the car?"
"Yes!" shouted Owen. "We're all on a sinking balloon, and you bring along a handcuffed weevil for a sight seeing trip!"
"Enough!" snapped Jack, and strode forward to the centre of the balloon floor. "Time to face some unpleasent facts. This balloon is sinking fast, we have nothing left to throw out -except ourselves. The only way for some of us to survive this is for someone to jump."
There was silence in the balloon for a moment, broken only by the weevil being sick over Owen's shoes. "I do hate to point this out," murmered Ianto quietly, studying the increasing nearer sea, "But we really do need to rid ourselves of some unneccessary weight pretty sharpish."
Poll The Great Torchwood Balloon poll
Remember - vote for who you want thrown OUT of the balloon. Round Two will start in two days. Vote early, vote often and try to bribe/blackmail your friends. :P
Previous balloon polls -
The Veronica Mars Balloon poll - winner : Mac
The Stargate SG-1 Balloon poll - winner : Jack O'Neill