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| Well, Barge. It's been fun. [No. No it has not.] It's about time I head on my way. You know, feed that traveling itch. Get the hell away from this particular brand of insanity. I'd rather take a Nostrovite right now. Another go with Aboddon would be better.
Someone get an eye on Vidal; he's got a case of homophobia like I haven't seen since World War II. He doesn't bat an eye at torture, either; trust me on that.
Doctors, it's been a pleasure. [Except for the part where he's still blaming him for Ianto's death. But hey, why be bitter.] Take care of yourselves, everybody. Play some strip twister in my name.
Armand's coming with me, by the way; a modern world tour's starting to sound pretty good. He'll be back. I won't.
(((Aaaand once goodbyes and/or hugs are had - spam is awesome - and Armand's affairs are in order, Jack's peacing out with him. It's been awesome, guys, thanks for being my Jack test drive. <3))) |
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| Strip twister. The twentieth. No danger of flying balls. Well - not the rubber kind. Anyone interested, stop by my room. Level three, room fifteen. I think everyone could use the lift after that mess in the dining hall.
Speaking of, any new information on that? I saw someone was looking into the radiation.
Saxon, you've been quiet. That keeps up, you'll give me an ulcer. I don't like ulcers. Tell me you're not wearing those awful clothes anymore.
Did anyone get hit by this that I really ought to know about? |
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| Well. It was fun while it lasted. Kind of nice, being so aware of your breasts and hips. C'est la vie, right?
Now then. Who's still interested in strip dodgeball/poker?
[Private to Spike]
Are we still not talking about that amazing thing we're not talking about? Just wanna be clear on details. Like 'never.' |
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| I'm starting to thing the Admiral works on a give take basis. He throws Davros aboard, but we get this almost immediately after.
It's been a while since I was a girl, I think I missed it. Everything's so bouncy and soft. Funny story, well, I guess it's a couple funny stories, but the first one's always the best. The Notrycon system's a funny little place.
Anyway, I can't decide if strip dodgeball's best played this way or if I should hold off till it's passed. |
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| You all just had a port, which was apparently a chance to stretch your legs and be horrified. But my legs are getting cramped, so I have a proposition for you, bargemates. Strip poker.
Or, for the truly daring, strip dodge ball. I'm sure the gym could meet our requirements.
Takers? |
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