26 January 2011 @ 12:01 am
voice  
As much as I love my husband, I think I might have to kill him soon.

Okay, maybe not kill. Injure might be a better word.

What I wouldn't give for a pint or two...
 
 
05 December 2010 @ 07:16 pm
accidental video  
-the screen flickers, showing Gwen bent over a table in what looks to be a slightly cluttered flat. There's the sound of soft snoring off camera but her attention is locked on the papers sitting on the table before her. She reads on, still and silent, before she absently reaches out to close her fingers around the mug near her right hand. She sips at whatever happens to be in the mug before her brow furrows down at the paper.
 
 
31 October 2010 @ 11:29 pm
text; accidentally relayed to DDD  
Torchwood Three is no longer in operation. If you need assistance, please contact UNIT as we are unsure if or when TW3 will be operational again.
 
 
16 October 2010 @ 03:53 pm
voice  
Alright Ducks, I need opinions. What's the best way to get rid of a headache and nausea?
 
 
08 October 2010 @ 08:38 pm
locked away from Owen  
I suppose it had to happen sooner or later. Crossed timelines and all that. Really, it's a bit cruel to have to deal with, knowing how things end up.

Is it stupid to still feel guilty that we couldn't save them?
 
 
15 September 2010 @ 10:01 pm
audio  
-soft humming in the background, barely covering the sound of splashing-

So tell me, fellow Ducks... why do Weevils like to hide out in the nastiest of places? You'd think they'd pick something other than a sewer tunnel...

... at least the bloody Daleks came to us.
 
 
06 September 2010 @ 03:51 pm
voice  
I really don't appreciate the nighttime visits by someone on this community. I have enough bad dreams on my own. I don't need your help.
 
 
02 August 2010 @ 10:59 pm
voice  
Rift's been quiet tonight, thankfully. Quiet to the point of boredom. At least I've still got some paperwork to finish up.

... God, I can't believe I just implied I was thankful for paperwork.
 
 
08 July 2010 @ 07:50 pm
accidental voice  
-click-

Oh, come on. It's not that hard. Not like Tosh didn't leave me notes... why aren't they working?

-keys clicking rapidly-

Okay, okaaay. Looks like I'm in...

Ducks? She was working on ducks? That can't be right...

Huh. Looks almost like a blog...