who. Owen & Lyssa
what. one of those odd relationship talks they have
when. 16/12
rating. pg (its shocking neither swear much)

( some sort of witty cut text... )

((Cont from sws here))


When she was certain her daughter wouldn't hear she stopped.

"You really want to know?" Lyssa smirked. "It's best when we fight, I love it, we just fight. Bruises, cuts, being slammed against walls, we don't care." Folding her arms she looked at him. "That's just the beginning full moon is the worst, I'll try anything once. So if bruises aren't your thing what are?" If she'd shared some she wanted something from him in return.

So, a time agent walks into a bar...

You expect a punch line? This one doesn't start a fight, she looks like she's finished one though. Black eye appearing, split lip and fingers taped together. She'll laugh it off as a good night. She just asks for ice, for her lip.

You Are From Uranus

You shine with brilliant creativity, and you're more than a little eccentric. You love everything unusual and shocking. You're one far-out chick or dude. Anything unconventional excites you - and you have genius potential. Just don't let your rebel side get the best of you, or else you'll alienate everyone. Your creative ways and funky attitude is all you need to be you.

But I'm not! My home planet hasn't been discovered yet!

You Are a Maverick

You're a restless rebel with an unpredictable nature. Bright but unbridled, you tend to seek out wild experiences over new ideas. People are frustrated by your great potential, but you love your unconventional life. You're a heartbreaker. People get attached to you, and then you're gone. Your strength: Your thirst for adventure Your weakness: Not taking time for slow pleasures Your power color: Hot pink Your power symbol: Figure eight Your power month: March

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

( Morning lullabies )

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.

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.

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))

aka a resource post for torchwoods weevil theory.

This came about because of something that happened in game. See: my not quite thinking through. There is many *hugs* to noneofyours & 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.

Happy birthday to me.

( Sunset photos )

Taken 13/14th May 2008