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[musthaveloved]

@purgatorydancer

For the first time in five years, Psi was free.

The sliding doors at the entrance to Dantena Penitentiary slammed shut behind the hacker, and he headed out onto the street. He was dressed in the clothes he’d been arrested in, so long ago-- the wardens had handed them back to him on his release-- and they were pretty much all he had to his name.

Having deleted his friends, his family, anyone who might be connected to him... there was nothing to look forward to besides his freedom. He had no money, nowhere to go home to, no-one to ask for help... he realised he didn’t even know where he was going to sleep tonight.

The elation he’d felt at his prison sentence ending had all but dissipated by the time he was two streets away from the prison building, replaced by a hollow sort of feeling in the pit of his ribcage. Psi sank onto a nearby bench, scrubbing the heels of his hands against closed eyes.

He was well and truly on his own.

[multamusaee]

purgatorydancer replied to your post “OOC:”

[[//sends the hugs]]

(*accepts the hugs*

I’ve been reading Sailor Moon a lot over the last couple days.)

[waywardbiotic-blog]

You are not my dad (yet) || (closed)

@purgatorydancer (cont. from here)

Kaidan couldn’t help the look of shock that took over his features at Ze’ev’s statement, mouth agape as he lost his train of thought. Well, the drell was at the very least straight forward- he could respect that. He cleared his throat before chuckling. When exactly had he started sounding like an old man?

There was a look in their eyes as they shifted their gaze to meet his own; a look that told Kaidan they already had a full catalog of life experiences. It was quickly shrugged off.

“It’s ok I believe you, really. Is this... Something you like doing? I just mean...” He frowned, trying to find the right words. “Well... Uh, being here?”

[musthaveloved]

@purgatorydancer

The club was more packed than Psi had ever seen it-- from his position at the bar, he could barely make out Ze’ev’s brightly-coloured figure amidst the crowd. He’d only left for a couple of minutes to get drinks... but he of all people should have known that was all it would take for shit to go skyward.

With a shot glass full of something bright green and strong enough to give a hell of a hangover in each hand, he turned to pick his way back across the dance floor towards his partner-- only to see that they weren’t alone. A bloke he didn’t recognise - a muscle-bound, squaddie type - was dancing up against them, leering drunkenly and making some sort of advance that he couldn’t make out over the thumping music.

Frowning, he downed his own shot and picked up the pace towards them.

[thestarsareallours-blog]

@purgatorydancer

“Ze’ev!” The Doctor shouted for his spouse, dashing down one of the hallways of the TARDIS, all legs and coat billowing behind him. “Ze’ev!” He was a bit frantic in his search, popping down another corridor as he looked around with wild eyes beneath bushy eyebrows.

“Ze’ev!” Oh, where had that young and impetuous young Drell get off to? Or was he being the one who was impetuous? “Ze’ev!” Either way, it didn’t matter. He had something of the utmost importance to tell them.

Finally, after a frantic search, he found his spouse lounging in their impetuous (or maybe not impetuous, was that the right word?) glory on a chaise longue in one of the garden rooms.  “Oh, thank Rassilon, ‘ve found ye.”

Panting just a bit as he caught his breath (more dramatic effect than anything, he could breath just fine) the Doctor walked into the room and sat at their feet on the sofa, a wild look of excitement on his face.

“Ze’ev. I’ve just had th’ most fantastic idea.” He shook his hands for emphasis, smile bright and clever as always. “Helium that tastes like ice cream. So when y’do tha’ fun thing where y’make yer voice all squeaky, ye get a bit o’ fun flavor with it too!”

[willreignite]

@purgatorydancer

“Hah. Maybe for you, yes. Yet I get you’ve seen the vids of me dancing so this isn’t something I’m going to try in the future.” She grabbed the glass and took a sip. Damn, it was so sweet. “So how you have been?”

[americanarchived]

purgatorydancer replied to your post: i also feel like i need to redo everything. like...

[[//boops ur face]]

*boops ur little face back*

[ofrannoch-old]

purgatorydancer replied to your post “it me birthday B)”

[[U BABY. HAPPY BIRFDAY]]

[Thank you! I will no longer be baby one day]