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Captain John Hart
28 May 2008 @ 08:10 pm
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I have information for the highest bidder. I am looking at you, Torchwood 3.
 
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Captain John Hart
23 May 2008 @ 08:48 pm
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Twenty-four hours of copious self-licking wasn't quite enough for my taste.
 
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Captain John Hart
07 May 2008 @ 08:50 pm
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Arena this, Arena that. Tell me something juicy.
 
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Captain John Hart
28 April 2008 @ 09:17 am
Voice Post//Action for TW3 Flat  
[Slight hum of someone phasing into the flat.]

Don't look now but...

[It seems empty, he sounds surprised, then sounds a 'pft'.]

Well the undead must've gotten to this lot. I'll help myself.

[To that famous coffee--something trills in a high pitch, then a crash and struggle!]

SHIT.

[Whoosh, and the trilling squeals into the distance.]

You have a fucking pest problem, mates.
 
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Captain John Hart
25 April 2008 @ 01:33 pm
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Coffee and tea: two reasons to start a bloody war.
 
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Captain John Hart
22 April 2008 @ 12:01 am
Voice Post//Action for Torchwood 3  
[The sound of a fist banging against a door.]

Fine.

[Then singing.]

Well you tried it just for once, found it all right for kicks. But now you found out that it's a habit that sticks.

And you're an orgasm addict! You're an orgasm addict!

Sneaking in the back door with dirty magazines. Now your mother wants to know what are those stains on your jeans.

You're an orgasm addict! You're an orgasm addict!

Uh huh, uh huh, uhhhhh--

I could do this. All. Night.

[ooc: Locked in your hub, deafening your ears.]
 
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