Doctor Owen Harper. Medic of Torchwood. Part time doctor. Full time asshole. indie owen harper.based...
I HAVE MOVED.
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Doctor Owen Harper. Medic of Torchwood. Part time doctor. Full time asshole. indie owen harper.based...
I HAVE MOVED.
Serious question here guys.
I'm thinking about remaking Owen.
Who would follow?
❝ Well, you’re the one of us who’s the local. Lead the way. ❞
❝That's very true, m'lady. S'not fair from 'ere, let's get movin', yeah?❞
But I only just got here.
So take th' hint.
.
--- Go away.
..
❝ Sounds great. But you’re buying. ❞
❝ You're on. ❞
❝ ‘Course I did. Lots. Thinking maybe we could catch up, yeah ? ❞
❝ A catch up, y' say? I think that's a brilliant idea. Fancy a coffee t' go with that chat? ❞
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Is that the call of my most favourite person ever? Hell yea it is! I have missed your presence on my dash and I am glad you're back ;u;. I was almost forced to sing for your return!
aw aw aw nonnie awwwwwwww ;v;
this is the nicest message i could have ever asked for and more
thank you so much ;v;
i'm super glad to know that he was missed
but we are back in business!! c: <3
❝ Miss me? ❞
❝ That I did, miss Clara. You miss me? ❞
She shifted so that her mouth was right next to his ear, “I want to hear from you regardless of what state you’re in Owen Harper.” It was a soft whisper, but she hoped it resonated. With their line of work, she had started to think that he’d died. And that triggered it’s own line of nightmares.
Owen gave a short nod, and a gentle sigh soon followed. Of course he should've let Martha know that he was okay, that he wasn't dead -- but he was worried, that she wouldn't have wanted to be involved in all of this -- it was a mess as it was. "Promise I'll do tha' next time. 'm sorry if I worried y', Martha."
Martha got up and walked around her desk, pulling him into a tight hug. “I’m sorry, I just got worried.” It had been three months after all, she was too used to having some sort of contact with him.
For a second, Owen was entirely positive that she was going to slap him for not texting her or ringing her, but was surprised when pulled into a hug. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he sighed slightly. "'m sorry I didn't call y'. Just didn't think you'd wanna hear from me in tha' kinda state, y'know?"
"I’ve already eaten." A granola bar, but she was pissed off. Her even speaking to him was a mercy. "Where the hell were you?"
"I went t' Katie's grave, if tha's alright with you! It was her anniversary, an' I wanted t' put some flowers on her grave, alright? Stop actin' so pissed off with me."
❝ Morning, Owen. —— Long night? ❞
he’s wearing the same clothes as yesterday and jack can’t help but keep the teasing tone out of his voice.
❝ Y' could say tha', yeah. ❞
if definition of long night means not going home to finish off paperwork, then yes, he's had a very, very long night.