[Torchwood Hub] It's fact now, isn't it?

[his_sarah_jane]

Apparently Gethin actually does agree with me about something:



He is, for all intents and purposes, quite better than a bus. So much so, that I decided this was a rather worthy topic to show off my progressing skills with this bloody device.

I am getting better, aren't I?



(Also: while that thing we found may look like a fox, it is, indeed no way a fox - except in Gethin's mind.)

Comments

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I'm going to try, Ewan. Please, that's the best I can do.

I want this. Oh, I want you and you have to believe me when I say I'm going to try my hardest, leman. I really am.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

I understand. I can ask for no more than your best.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Likewise.

But I'm not going to give you up without a fight, I promse that.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Good.

Neither am I.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I'm glad.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Me, too.






And aye, I can keep up this little game of 'tag my thread' all night... ;)

You're it.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

You're quite lucky I'm working late tonight.

I believe it's your turn now?

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Tag.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

You arse!

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

What? I tagged you, didn't I? ;)



Or... shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Only if you do so in your own words!

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

I can do that.


.................


Oh, you mean now?


I can't compare you to a summer's day, Sarah. Summer means the sun to me, and the sun should be ashamed it can dare to claim to outshine your smile, so it's hardly fair on the sun. It's just a collection of burning gases after all, whereas you are a living, breathing, thinking wonder in a lovely, cuddly package.

Summer days pale by comparison.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Cuddly?

But that... that's... well, it's beautiful.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Glad you like it. Came right off the top of my head, but I guess I'm not too bad with words, then.

And aye, you're cuddly. Hope you can live with that, leman.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Cuddly.

I honestly don't know if I can, Ewan. You might have to prove that that's something I want to live with.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

I'll have to snog you a bit and cuddle your cuddly bits, and see if I can't make you understand and appreciate your cuddly nature. Human females have curves. I happen to like curves. I happen to like your curves.

We'll have to test it out...

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I... I think we might just have to.








Tag. You're it.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Oh, aye, we will have to, absolutely.

Tonight.

Scenario to follow later, if you approve.





Oh, and tag, leman.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I think I might need details of this scenario before I confirm anything.








Tag.

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

And that's where I draw the line, Sarah Jane. Will post what you need to know privately later.





*poke*

Tag, O Cuddly One...

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

Given what you just called me, I very much expect to see this post soon!

[exiled-prof.livejournal.com]

Soon, leman. Must run errands.



Tag.

[his-sarah-jane.livejournal.com]

I'll be waiting!