A song for you.

[docisin]

Here, I have a special song I found for all members of Torchwood Three bar one Toshiko Sato, who, unlike everyone else, has not fucked off leaving me alone trying to run an alien-hunting organisation by my fucking self.

A Hoix nearly ate my leg today.

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[thedashinghero]

You told me to leave, Owen. So I left.

[docisin]

Actually, I told you to do whatever the fuck you liked. I didn't think you'd actually fucking go.

Explain to me how I'm supposed to keep an entire city safe on my tod. Come on. FUCKING ENLIGHTEN ME.

[thedashinghero]

I'm coming back.

[screwdrivrlaser]

No you aren't~!

[disattatchment]

Nearly ate your leg? But it's okay.

[docisin]

My leg or the Hoix?

[disattatchment]

Your leg. It's fine, right?

[docisin]

It's fine pet, only grazed it. Good thing about being a doctor is that you can patch yourself up.

Thanks for the concern, though.

[bananas_an]

What's a Hoix look like?

[docisin]

[bananas_an]

Wow. Bet they've cornered the market on Listerine.

Who's this other guy? Another crazed madman? I have one of those after me already.

[docisin]

They should do, they smell summat awful, Pet.

He calls himself the Master. He's a Time Lord, like the Doctor, only an evil insane bastard who knows no one can kill him because the Doctor wants him alive.

[bitsandfluids]

All that anger, to hide the heart. It hurts on the inside.

[docisin]

I thought I was the doctor around here, Pet.

[bitsandfluids]

Even a doctor needs a doctor sometimes.

[docisin]

I don't think any doctor can get me right.