nothingofnote: (Sleepy times)
Who: Lyssa & Owen
Where: Owen's 'new' flat.
When: After this.
Rating: PG13 for swearing and cuteness.

Morning lullabies )
nothingofnote: (002)
Your Animal is the Otter
You are a supportive, caring person. You value human life, and you think each person deserves compassion.
You are optimistic and inspiring. You see what people need to feel complete, and you help them get it.

You bond easily with others, and you are especially close to your family. You love to share, learn, and play together.
Security is important to you. You are calm, as long as you aren't threatened.
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19th century London had never really been Lyssa's favourite place and certainly never ranked very highly on the 'places to get stuck without a ride' list. She had just such a list with better places on it. Most of them were of questionable reputation and all had a lot better technology. So this was for her not a good day. The one day at most trip to liberate a few pieces of art that she could then sell on had turned into a disaster as her so called partner at the time had buggered off with her ship. The clothes were about the only thing she was able to put up with at that point. It wasn't hard to see why she enjoyed wearing the dress she was in. Given the time and societies opinions of women at that point she shouldn't have been enjoying wearing the dress that made her look like she did. It wasn't much of change for her what some of the men suggested as she'd walked down the street alone. It was the fact she was still alone by the time she fell in to the nearest questionable establishment that suited her down to the ground.

She was a thief and a conartist after all. She didn't get the name of the place, for the sake of the narration and keeping track she would later come to get the name of the place as the Three Cripples. The place had gin and beer, both better than drinking the water at the time. A lesson in history that she was very glad to know and recall. After so many years drinking hypervodka and other throat burning gut rotting drinks from the future, the gin in this place would be just like drinking water except safer and at least she'd stay sober. She adjusted her dress and headed to see who she'd have to flirt with to get a drink around there.
nothingofnote: (Looking up)
Messing about in the archives was a generally bad idea, but on Halloween when slightly drunk and not really thinking properly (or less than usual) it wasn't the greatest. Plus there was a Ianto to contend with. Somewhere. Lyssa knew that there would be consequences.
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Lyssa & Owen


Hee! All Owen's fault... sorta.




((no really this one is ic, yeah they're my bears but now they're Lyssa and Owen's))
nothingofnote: (Weevil Queen)
aka a resource post for [livejournal.com profile] torchwoods weevil theory.

This came about because of something that happened in game. See: my not quite thinking through. There is many *hugs* to [livejournal.com profile] noneofyours & [livejournal.com profile] redrose999 for discussing this with me and their ideas are included. :D

Weevil Rock You. )


In short, if a spider bite can end up with spiderman, a weevil bite can change people too.

This will probably get updated as things go on ic.
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Happy birthday to me.
nothingofnote: (Lion 2)
Sunset photos )

Taken 13/14th May 2008
nothingofnote: (Weevil Queen)
*Lots* of photos )
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Can't sleep weevils will get me.
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