Dear Mr. Butler ( Read more... )

I'll be needing to make a trip to Las Vegas at some point during these next two weeks. There will be a Hunt coming in to take over the enforcing of the treaty in the suburbs tomorrow, so any day after that will be acceptable for this business trip. If there's a time which would be more convenient for you, let me know ( Read more... )

I'm sure you've seen Mr. Butler's open invitation to the ball of the peace accords. As my Guardian, you'd be expected to be there in formal attire ( Read more... )

I anticipate hat your interest in the Nephilim child being sold has advanced to action by now. You should know that, if such a thing would be useful, there is a young man here by the name of Mr. Ray Kalahearn who has offered to provide the child with some semblance of a formal education.

One of the residents of the Main Gauche, a Time Lord geneticist by the name of the Rani, was recently paid a visit by Mr. John Thane. I can't speak to what, precisely, transpired, but she apparently managed to repulse him and is very interested in seeing you so as to ensure that a solution is reached and such an unpleasant visit will not occur ( Read more... )

Ms. Cooper ( Read more... )

Title: Does It Kill Does It Burn
Personae: Johns Thane and Hart, Elashte
Word Count: ~700
Rating: Thane
Summary: A brief and not so friendly visit to the Main Gauche by nobody's favorite Time Agents.
Disclaimer: Hart belongs to the BBC. Jack Harkness belongs to the BBC, but I've wildly AU'd him, here. Elashte belongs to me. The Rift creates ( Read more... )

[Locked to Mitsuki and the leaders of Torchwood]

[My name is Ashley Remington, and as Mr. Elashte is suffering from a concussion currently, I'm transcribing his words for him here today.]The three discrete political entities recognised by Ms. Angelos were myself and the Main Gauche representing the Demons, the Archangels representing all Angels, ( Read more... )

The following is written out in handwriting which is not Elashte's, in his journal.

[My name is Ashley Remington, and as Mr. Elashte is suffering from a concussion currently, I'm transcribing his words for him here today.]Today I woke to find the sun struggling through the clouds to shine upon a battlefield the likes of which has seldom been seen ( Read more... )

I'll be in a closed-door session with Captain Harkness for some time tonight, should any of you need to find me, though I would appreciate no interruptions.