#⸻ ARC : i'm torchwood . torchwood is me ( epilogue ) .

[we1sh]

❛ no , no , no , no , no ! ❜ marching outside , head shaking , armed with nothing but a frying pan . she bangs on the doors of the police box , not today . not today . so much for the family day out at barry island , nostrils flare as brows knit together into a frown . her features crinkle . ❛ shift this bloody box , mate ! NOW ! ❜

@ofcompanionship liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

❛ do you think he'll ever come back ? ❜ their new life was stranger now . back in cardiff , back to reality where it felt boring but exciting . anwen cooed in her cot , blissfully unaware . gwen rests her head into him . almost content , but she's restless .

@andbreathe ( rhys ) liked for a little thing .

[we1sh]

❛ you're bloody jokin' me ! what happened to your face ? ❜ last time she saw the doctor , he had a different face . he was younger , dishy . . . attractive . not some grey haired pensioner . ❛ you look older . ❜

@burnedself liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

❛ shut up ! i'm thinkin' ! ❜ a frustrated sigh turns into a hush . it's not the first time remnants of the rift bled through cardiff . and it's not the last time , she's saving the city from the boot of her car . ❛ actually who are you ?! this is a torchwood scene . ❜

@nevercruel liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

❛ oh bollocks ! bollocks ! whatever you're selling , we're not interested . ❜ her voice laced with annoyance , frustration drips from each syllable as eyes roll . still sporting the blonde hair , still trying to avoid any suspicion from anyone and everyone . she was not in the mood for people today , well apart from rhys and anwen . or whatever was being sold to her today . ❛ i have the nursery run in ten minutes . ❜ raised brows cause the lines in her skin to crease , she had no idea who this woman was . anwen stirs from the kitchen .

❝ I won't apologise for the subterfuge, we had to be sure no one was watching.❞ She had hoped to make contact with the head of Torchwood three but it seemed he had simply vanished with no trace. No matter, she was sure Ms Cooper would more than suffice. Perhaps, even more so.

@we1sh / accepting.

[we1sh]

❛ sorry , now is really not a good time . ❜ her voice is sincere , but she's in the middle of stopping a rogue coked up blowfish . . . again . there's a cackle in the distance that causes her eyes to roll . a heavy sigh leaves her lips , brows crease together . ❛ oh bollocks . . . ❜

@avalior liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

❛ then i told it to get in the bucket . fucking emotional vampire goo ! ❜ huffing away , recounting her exploits back in cardiff . but in the states , she had been extradited to help with some alien sightings and unusual rift activity . which was interesting . ❛ i thought it would get so much easier . . . bloody fool . ❜

@milleroptimism liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

❛ stay right there , i've had a shitstorm of a day ! ❜ gun aimed , green orbs dazzling with rage . she doesn't trust these supes , probably something alien . probably something destined to rip the fabric of space and time . ❛ god i miss home . ❜

@failedcrown liked for a small thing .

[we1sh]

TAG DUMP .

[we1sh]

❛ bollocks ! ❜ eyes bulge from their sockets , seething with rage . the doctor had turned a blind eye to some of the events on earth , she's seen unspeakable things , she's lost friends , she's been shot at , hunted and nearly blown up . she's getting into this box . ❛ i'm comin' in . ha , just you wait until i see the owner . ❜ hands fly in the air , taking another step closer . green orbs now peering into the box . . . her finger points to the interior , her jaw wide open . she's never seen anything like it , and that was a challenge . but this was something else . ❛ what ?! ❜ shaking her head , staring at him . snapping out of some shock induced rigamortis , closing her mouth . ❛ it's- i'm- no ! is it ?! it's bigger on the inside . ❜

❛ I'm afraid, my dear, I can't grant such a request. ❜ A response is given soon after the doors to the craft are open. It's more of a DEMAND that he wanted to say instead of the ALTERNATIVE, but (false) flesh covered optics catch an eye on her chosen weapon on hand --- it's better not to say it. Features crinkle in response towards the other. ❛ The OWNER of this craft is not here at this time. I can, however, let him know next time. ❜

[we1sh]

❛ hush ! ❜ teeth grit together , thinking on her feet . a rift spike was detected a moment ago , but there was no sign of anything alien . rolling her eyes as he continued to babble , she hasn't got the time for pleasantries . anwen's due a feed in forty minutes . she stops . green orbs land on him , raising a brow . carefully inspecting the visage , the very questionable fashions , the curls and of course . . . the toothy grin . ❛ the doctor ?! as in jack's doctor ?! ❜ very different face . this would explain the rift spike , false alarm then . ❛ gwen . . . gwen cooper , torchwood . ❜

❝ now, now! no need to be rude. ❞ comes that deep, booming voice. radiating effortless confidence. always quick to announce himself, take control of the room. ❝ oh, no one of importance. i'm simply... how do i put this, passing through? ❞ yes, yes, yes! that sounds right. a grin — all teeth and curls. ❝ call me the doctor, if you'd like. would you mind telling me who you are? ❞

[we1sh]

❛ maybe a little touch up on the roots , mate . ❜ her tone also deadpan , the look suited him . for a wise man , the constellation of stars that swirl in his eyes . raising a brow at his retort , sarcasm rolls off her tongue . ❛ you should see me on a full moon , the bearded woman really does come alive . ❜

He stares at the other for a good 30 seconds, brows furrowed, a perplexed look flickering across the eyes. "--Haircut." Finally he responds, tone flat, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. " You could do with a trim, yourself."