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Adina
Date: 2009-08-10 16:40
Subject: Fic: The Archivist (Torchwood)
Security: Public
Mood:cheerfulcheerful
Tags:fiction, torchwood
Title: The Archivist
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: If you're old enough to watch Torchwood, you're old enough to read this. (All Audience)
Spoilers: Children of Earth
Length: 2030
Genres: AU, CoE fixit
Summary: An entirely different Day Five, with a happy not-ending or two. If you like your stories dark, this probably isn't for you.
Author's note: Thanks to copperbadge for looking this over.

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Jack crouched over Ianto--over Ianto's body--head bowed. Gwen's voice was a murmur in his ear, her words no more heard than the crash of waves on the beaches of Boeshane, as comforting and as distant as that shore. He wanted to shut his eyes, but he couldn't look away from Ianto's face, as calm and peaceful as if he were sleeping and would soon awake.

The glow of Ianto's skin had to be a mirage, a hallucination. Dead skin was white and cold, not warm and bright as if he were lying in full sun, especially not in the dim confines of the makeshift morgue where the bodies had been laid out. Dead skin--

"Shit! Jack--" Gwen's voice penetrated his misery. "What--?" She reached out towards Ianto's face, jerking her hand back before she touched him. He was glowing and the light was getting brighter. Jack stared until his eyes watered, then squeezed them shut when the light became too bright to bear. The light blazed and flooded the room before abruptly vanishing. Jack opened his eyes.

Ianto looked up at him, at them. "Well," he said, a slight frown wrinkling his brow. "It worked, then. She said it would, but--" He gave a shrug.

Jack could only stare. It wasn't the glove; it was nothing like the glove. His own resurrections didn't light up the room, or at least no one had told him if they did. The only species--

"What worked?" Gwen snapped before Jack could speak. She sounded about ready to smack Ianto, if not shoot him, her grief turned to irritation. Jack would have stopped her if she tried to shoot him, probably, but the impulse had its attractions.

Ianto ignored her, sitting up and straightening his tie, brushing down his jacket sleeves. "Thames House could do a better job with the floor cleaning," he complained.

Ianto couldn't be. He was human. He was Welsh. Jack reached out and laid a hand flat on Ianto's chest, moving it from one side to the other. "You only have one heart," he said finally.

"That would be because I'm human." Ianto's eye-roll proved that he really was Ianto, not an alien shapeshifter. No one else in the galaxy could stuff that much exasperation into a single sentence.

"Not a Time Lord," Jack said. He wasn't sure if he was agreeing or begging for confirmation. He had read reports from UNIT, damn it, every hint they had about the Doctor and his regenerations. They all mentioned the light, the glowing. Except that Ianto still looked like Ianto and there were only two Time Lords left and Jack didn't want Ianto to be either of them.

"I suppose I am a Time Lord now." Ianto pulled a face. "Bloody pretentious title, if you ask me." He rolled his head on his shoulders, working out the kinks from being dead that Jack knew only too well. It would feel so good to rub those knotted muscles out, returning the favor for all the massages Ianto had given him after bad deaths. (There were no good deaths, according to Ianto.) But first he had to understand.

"Wait, what?" Gwen asked. "You just said you were human!"

Ianto smiled up at her. "Human, definitely. Time Lord, I suppose. Gallifreyan, no fucking way." He scowled and muttered something under his breath that might have been, "Bloody tossers." He stood, reaching a hand down to Jack to pull him to his feet. Jack took it. His hand felt--exactly like it had before they walked into Thames House, exactly like it had in the warehouse where they caught Myfanwy. Jack gave in to temptation and leaned in to kiss him. He still tasted the same, his mouth human hot, not the chill of a Time Lord. Of a Gallifreyan?

Jack pulled back from Ianto's mouth reluctantly. "You said--"

"Jack," Gwen interrupted. "Sorry, but we still have aliens to deal with."

"I--have an idea for that," Ianto said. He stuck two fingers in his mouth, letting out a shrill whistle. Jack followed his gaze and saw Myfanwy flying towards them, gliding in for a landing. She flew through the walls--or no, she flew from a direction in which the walls weren't, even though they enclosed the room. She was traveling through another dimension, he realized, a feat that only St. Escher and his 45th century disciples could make sensible in three dimensions. She cooed to Ianto, swiping his shoulder with her beak, graciously accepting his touch as he scratched above her eyes. "Hello, love," he cooed back. "We need to go inside, if that's okay."

The pterodactyl flickered and was gone, a doorway standing in her place. A doorway with no walls, no depth, only a frame and a door, standing in the middle of the room. Ianto opened the door and stepped inside, holding it open in obvious invitation. Gwen looked at Jack but he could only shrug and follow Ianto in.

"We're inside the pterodactyl?" Gwen asked, looking around what looked like a comfortably appointed office. A large desk made of some blond wood dominated the center of the room, with a tan couch against one wall and copious bookshelves lining all the others. It was warm and inviting, lit from no known source.

"Pteranodon," Ianto said. "And no, not exactly." He turned, his hands spread out. "She's a TARDIS." He paused, seeming to listen to something, and then laughed. "She's my TARDIS," he corrected himself. "Or I'm her Time Lord." He pulled the same face over the title that he had before. "Torchwood One found her; I was studying her when the--when the Daleks and Cybermen came." Jack stepped forward without his conscious will and laid a hand on Ianto's shoulder. Ianto looked down at his hand and smiled, though it wasn't a strong smile.

"So what's your plan?" Jack asked, willing to distract him from the memories.

"The 456, right," Gwen said, giving Ianto a hopeful smile. He smiled back.

"Myfanwy?" he addressed the room at large. She was listening, through Jack couldn't say how he knew. "Can you broadcast to the 456?" The response was affirmative, though equally inaudible. Ianto stood in thought for a moment, then snorted and shrugged one shoulder at Jack. "Broadcast, please," he said. He straightened up. "I am The Archivist, a Time Lord of Earth. This planet is under my protection. You will leave it or face the consequences." Ianto stretched and rolled his shoulders again.

"What consequences?" Jack asked softly when he was certain Ianto had stopped. Ianto chuckled.

"Haven't a clue." Ianto crossed to the couch and pulled Jack down with him. "Most of the universe is scared spit-less of the Time Lords, so--" He shrugged again.

"You're bluffing," Gwen said, sitting down behind the desk.

"Yup."

There were questions Jack should have been asking Ianto, things he needed to know about what happened, how Ianto got a TARDIS, how he became a Time Lord. They needed to make plans if Ianto's bluff didn't work. But it was quiet in here and half an hour before he had been mourning his lover's death. He could steal this moment. He pushed Ianto forward, angling his back towards Jack, and began easing the knotted muscles of his neck and shoulders. Gwen for once seemed to recognize that it was not the time for questions.

"Oh, god, Jack," Ianto moaned.

"Just remember I'm in the room, boys," Gwen said with an indulgent smile. Jack laughed in what felt like the first time in years. Ianto's shoulders shook under Jack's hands as he chuckled.

"I'm sure Myfanwy could find us a room." He made no move to get up.

"I--" Gwen pushed her chair back abruptly as an image flickered into existence atop the desk in front of her: the Earth, complete with moon and artificial satellites. A blinking red dot was moving out of orbit, sliding past the moon. The image shrank and expanded to show the entire solar system. The 456 ship passed the orbit of Jupiter and kept going.

"Well." Gwen laughed. "That was anticlimactic."

"Anticlimactic's good," Jack said. God he was tired. He pulled Ianto back against his chest and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"We should be out there," Gwen said after only a moment's peace. "The world must be going crazy!"

"Screw 'em," Jack said, not letting go of Ianto. "The government got into this mess, they can get themselves back out again."

"Jack!"

"Myfanwy can get us back to wherever--or whenever--we need," Ianto said, reaching up to cover Jack's hands with his own.

"Hope she has better aim than the TAR --than the Doctor's TARDIS," Jack murmured in Ianto's ear. The feeling of indignation emanating from the walls was as palpable as her earlier assent. Ianto twisted to look at him.

"Myfanwy isn't a clapped up clunker that was destined for the scrapyard before she was nicked by an untrained renegade with no clue how to talk to her," Ianto said with exaggerated prissiness, his mouth determinedly straight. "She can put us down where and when we choose, to the microsecond and millimeter. And her chameleon circuits work, thank you very much." His smirk broke free.

"Pterodactyl--sorry, pteranodon--right," Jack agreed. Myfanwy had been flapping about the Hub when Jack had been searching desperately for the Doctor. He--wouldn't ask Ianto about that. "Have you always known she was a TARDIS?"

"Not--exactly." Ianto settled back against Jack's chest. "She wasn't a pteranodon when I first met--first saw her, if that's what you mean." He went very still in Jack's arms. "She--did that when I was trying to get you to hire me," he said. Jack kissed the top of his head and Ianto relaxed. "I think she likes the shape, though."

"Beats a police box," Jack said. The walls seemed to grow warmer. Flattering a lady was never a bad idea.

"She saved me from the Daleks and Cybermen," Ianto said. He sighed, "I should have realized--she would never let Lisa inside, not after--" Not after she had been converted. A Cyberman in control of a TARDIS--Jack shuddered and thought a silent thank you at Myfanwy. A real pteranodon could never have survived a fight with a Cyberman, even a partially converted one. How had he never realized that?

"I didn't know she was the same as the Doctor's TARDIS until you left," Ianto continued after a long moment. "She--wasn't happy about whatever happened while you were gone."

The paradox machine, time resetting. "She wouldn't be, no."

"That's when--" Ianto lifted Jack's hand and turned it over, rubbing his thumb across Jack's palm. It was a strangely intimate gesture, even with Gwen sitting right there listening. "Being Gallifreyan doesn't make you a Time Lord any more than being Welsh makes you a rugby player. Hearing a TARDIS, looking into the Heart of Time, that's what does. That's when I did it, after--whatever that was. It hurt her and I wanted to help." Ianto always wanted to help; he needed to be needed. No surprise that Myfanwy had fallen for him.

"Is that--" Gwen stopped. Ianto lifted his head to look at her. Gwen ducked her head. "You changed, love. You were so lost and then suddenly you weren't. Owen thought you'd gone out and gotten shagged." Meaning that Gwen and Tosh also thought that, but would never admit it. Well, Tosh might not have thought it, but Gwen certainly had.

Jack had noticed Ianto's new-found confidence when he came back, but chalked it up to greater experience while he was gone. In a sense, yes. He had missed so much that he should have figured out about Ianto. Did he know any more about Ianto than Ianto did about him?

Did it matter anymore? They had time to learn all about each other.

"The Archivist, hmm?" Jack said, pulling Ianto down to lie across his lap.

Ianto smirked up at him. "I didn't think they'd be scared of a Time Lord called The Teaboy."
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lawsontl
User: lawsontl
Date: 2009-08-10 21:19 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
You're forgiven for the crack because you made Myfanwy a TARDIS.

*snickering wildly*

That's just so far bent it came back around and met normal.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-10 23:42 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
On the one hand, it's clearly crack. On the other hand, it would explain so much that doesn't make sense in Torchwood seasons 1 and 2. *shrug* It was fun writing and I'm glad you liked it.
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Reflective: Adipose
User: haldane
Date: 2009-08-10 21:31 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:Adipose
The Teaboy of Time! *facepalms*

And six thumbs up to anything that makes Myfawny even more special.
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Cal
User: caledonius72
Date: 2009-08-10 21:56 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
You brought back Ianto AND Myfanwy!

No room for Janet inside Myfanwy?

Loved it - so far beyond the crack horizon it met canon and flipped it the finger.

Rose and Ianto now share a bond - both loved by Jack and both stared into the heart of a Tardis and survived.
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midori_marmotte
User: midori_marmotte
Date: 2009-08-10 22:26 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Just... love it. TEH Archivist... just great! Go on, write more of his adventures, please?
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-10 23:49 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Glad you liked it. I wouldn't hold my breath for a sequel though--other than meeting the Doctor, who I'm not really familiar enough with to write, I'm not sure what I would write other than "They all go off and have fun adventures."
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Admission to the Burning Ruins — 10¢: TW - epic kiss
User: laughingacademy
Date: 2009-08-10 22:56 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:TW - epic kiss
You saved Ianto and made Myfanwy even more awesome. WIN.

Speaking of our favorite pteranodon, have you seen this? Enlarge and scroll down for I/M cuddles.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-10 23:50 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
The Ianto/Myfanwy picture is terribly cute. Thanks for the link. Thanks for the comment on my story, too, glad you liked it.
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Gummo Bergman's "Silent Strawberries": DW - Tool
User: marginaliana
Date: 2009-08-10 23:18 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:DW - Tool
Oh, hell yes. Myfanwy the TARDIS! Just brilliant.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-10 23:56 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
It does explain how she survived a fight with a Cyberwoman, plus what she was doing in the warehouse, and how she was strong enough to fly carrying Jack, and why she never seems to be around much. I figure after Cyberwoman she probably flew off and sulked for a while, especially since Ianto was mad at her, and then after Countrycide she moved to Ianto's flat to take care of him. Ianto probably has a crappy little flat, but really lives in his TARDIS. That's why we never see his flat, unlike everyone else's. Either that or he doesn't even have a flat anymore, Myfanwy just makes a door wherever he happens to be and he walks in.
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Adelai
User: axeslade
Date: 2009-08-10 23:59 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Ahhh. I was just about to roll my eyes, but then Myfwany-the-TARDIS appeared and all was right with the world. Spectacular (cracktacular?) work.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 00:05 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you for sticking with it. That's always the risk with twisting a cliche, whether or not people will stay long enough to get to the twist.
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midasu: Ianto Lives
User: midasu
Date: 2009-08-11 00:21 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:Ianto Lives
Ianto would make such a lovely timelord. I love that you went a different route the 'timelord in a watch'.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 01:02 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
"Time Lord in a watch" was brilliant the first time, but rather repetitive every time since then. So no, I never even considered writing that.

Glad you liked this and thanks for commenting.
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Jedi Rita: eyeroll
User: jedirita
Date: 2009-08-11 02:26 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:eyeroll
You saved Myfanwy! And made her a TARDIS! And explained what Ianto was doing with her in the first place in "Fragments"!

Total win.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 02:56 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Why thank you! I was always intrigued by the question of how Ianto found a pterodactyl that Torchwood 3 hadn't noticed. How can you not notice a great, big, flappy pre-historic creature?
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A Troop of Rogue Trained Monkeys from LJ's Search: spin like a mofo
User: hanuueshe
Date: 2009-08-11 03:47 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:spin like a mofo
AHAHAHHAHAA THIS IS THE BEST IDEA EVER!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 14:50 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you.
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eandh99: ianto
User: eandh99
Date: 2009-08-11 03:49 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:ianto
the last line is sheer gold!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 14:52 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
I was rather fond of that line myself. Thank you.
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User: rift_bound
Date: 2009-08-11 03:59 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
You are so made of awesomeness! Myfanwy and The Archivist -- completely perfect!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 14:54 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you.

A teaboy and his pterodactyl (and his lover), traveling through time and space....
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totally4ryo: Torchwood - Monday
User: totally4ryo
Date: 2009-08-11 05:27 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:Torchwood - Monday
OMG! This is brilliant! Ianto a Time Lord and Myfanwy a TARDIS and... I'm not one for crackfic normally, so I never expected that I'd be seriously considering crack as my new canon. But this is too brilliant not to consider it.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 15:27 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
The best crack is weirdly plausible, so thank you.
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The Cleaverage: ianto
User: kel_reiley
Date: 2009-08-11 07:03 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:ianto
Myfanwy = TARDIS

... truly a FIRST! and GENIUS!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 14:56 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you kindly. Myfanwy as a TARDIS explains a lot, as far as I'm concerned.
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AN ENIGMA GAVE A PARADOX A VERY SPECIAL HUG: ninja
User: melayneseahawk
Date: 2009-08-11 15:26 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:ninja
This is amazing. Thank you.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 15:28 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thanks for commenting.
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That's Lay-day Snackpants to you, buster.
User: amand_r
Date: 2009-08-11 15:32 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Oh, I LOVE it. Yes. This.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 15:49 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thanks. Glad you like.
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DarthHelloKitty: TW Myfanwy Snowy to Ianto
User: darthhellokitty
Date: 2009-08-11 15:43 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:TW Myfanwy Snowy to Ianto
Oh, this rules so completely! I love it!!!

It all makes sense, in sort of a no-it-can't-be kind of way. :-)

I like Jack's treating Ianto the way he likes to be treated after coming back from death, and his cheerful willingness to let the government clean up the mess they made.

And Myfanwy. A TARDIS. Why not?
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 16:18 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Jack has plenty of experiences with coming back to life, and all the good ones are due to Ianto. It only seems fair for him to return the favor. Besides, any chance to get his hands on Ianto. *grin*

I've always figured that there was more to Myfanwy's story than we'd been told.
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User: deadcat_vagrant
Date: 2009-08-11 16:08 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:A Cardiff TARDIS
*bounces up and down and applauds* I know it's rude to demand a sequel... but SEQUEL. *huge, wondering eyes* This setup is so very, very AWESOME and made of epic fucking WIN.

And I want to see The Archivist and The Oncoming Storm face off with snappy banter.

Eeeeeehehehehehhee!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 16:34 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you. I wouldn't hold my breath for a sequel, however, since nothing approaching a plot has appeared so far and a setup isn't any good without the plot.

Doctor: Yadda-yadda-yadda...the Oncoming Storm...
Ianto: I have an umbrella. Burberry's best.
Doctor: *stares at him*
Ianto: *rolls eyes* Storm? Umbrella? Look, do you suppose we could discuss this like adults?

Edited at 2009-08-11 04:34 pm (UTC)
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Leah
User: prairie_city
Date: 2009-08-11 16:25 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Oooh, this was excellent. The Teaboy!! *dies* Loved it!

Be interesting to see the Doctor meet the Archivist, if you ever write a sequel.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 16:37 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
The Doctor meeting The Archivist seems to be everyone's hope. Alas, no plot has developed for such a story. Although I think it would involve a lot of Ianto ticking off the Doctor--in both the American and British senses of "ticking off."

Glad you liked it.
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Rainbow Jen
User: the_rainbow_jen
Date: 2009-08-11 16:36 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Finally, some addresses Myfanwy. Cause they never mentioned what happened to her in CoE. Which made me sad. But this is perfect!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 16:39 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Be glad, be very glad that they never mentioned what happened to Myfanwy in CoE. If they'd thought of it I'm sure they would have come up with some gruesome, pointless death for her.

Glad you liked this and I'm happy to have rescued Myfanwy.
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radgie
User: radgie
Date: 2009-08-11 17:08 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Yes- this is CLEARY correct and what actually happened. I call canon!
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 17:30 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you. Always glad to mend canon.
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beachlass
User: beachlass
Date: 2009-08-11 17:54 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you for a different fifth day.
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 20:03 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
It needed to be different.

Thanks for commenting.
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x_good_time_x: 858
User: x_good_time_x
Date: 2009-08-11 18:34 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:858
Oh I love that! :D
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 20:03 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thank you.
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digger, listener, runner: ianto how I roll
User: phaetonschariot
Date: 2009-08-11 20:20 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:ianto how I roll
mwaaaaaaaah timelordIanto. :D
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 21:41 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
He'd make such a good Time Lord. Especially when giving the Doctor a good talking to.
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weaselett: tw - jones
User: weaselett
Date: 2009-08-11 21:38 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:tw - jones
*giggles insanely*

this is such good crack - tardis myfanwy FTW :)
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 21:42 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thanks. Just think of me as your friendly neighborhood pusher.
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beccaelizabeth
User: beccaelizabeth
Date: 2009-08-11 21:39 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
:-D
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Adina
User: adina_atl
Date: 2009-08-11 21:42 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Thanks.
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