Exploring the universe

[You will find both canon characters from various fandoms, as well as my own original characters.

[thetorchwoodteam]

[spellsandpixiedust]

streetofmuses​:

Her sister had been her world. A large part of it. Been twins they had grown up together. They  went to school together, graduated together, even shared a room. They were almost like the Wakefield twins  from Sweet Valley high . But now they was an empty bed in her room.  Wardrobe filled with her clothes  and  memories that littered the house.

“I told you I don’t care if you changed . You murdered my Sister. You destroyed my family, so I’m going to destroy you,” she snarled. My father is the Dark archer he will put a arrow in that tiny pea brain of yours. I’d say heart but its evidently you don’t have one.” 

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The hatred he deserved. The condemnation. Maybe even for the first time he agreed that all that he sought - peace of mind and forgiveness - he should never be granted and instead, the antagonism was justified. Truly justified. It saddened him still, adding to the crushing weight of his guilt over the death of every single person he had caused, but this girl in particular.

Though when the mage was confronted with his own demise, something else began to stir inside him. Something ancient and primal, an urge he had not felt in years: the need to live. To survive. And survive he would.

“Do not make me your enemy,” he offered his word of advice. His voice had changed. No more Northern accent tainting his prosody, no emotion seeping into his speech. Only determination and bitterness. “People suffered because I didn’t know better. I know what I’m capable of now. An arrow won’t stop me. You won’t. Do not bring this calamity upon yourself.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“You become  a whole family’s enemy when you murdered my sister You already have a target on your head, from many, many people. And they will find you, you will be haunted like prey, but first they must catch you. So you run and you run fast, always looking over your shoulder, wondering if today is the day your miserable little life will be taken.  You sad  disguising  excuse for a vile human.  “ Paris snarled at him. 

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“Gotham needs something, if not you then what? The city is  controlled by  the insane, who don’t really have Gotham’s best interests in mind.”  It was one thing after another

Slowly, thoughtfully, he nodded. He still didn’t think Gotham was the place for him, not really, but she had a fair enough point. Protecting people was what he did, and if her people needed protecting, then… He sighed softly, “I can see what I can do.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

The answer seemed to satisfy her. Holly couldn't protect Gotham on  her own, they needed help. “So where would we start, its a mess at the moment.”

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“Well. Seems me and mum had a lot of control over our  regenerations . “ It was even longer  not seeing her mother, having no idea if she ever survived the war. 

“Rory wasn’t really my type. I like my men to be tall, dark, mysterious, with blue eyes. “  Clearly she was been a bit more specific with the blue eyes part.  “So you chose an old face?”  She commented.  She silently wondered if it was based on anyone she hadn’t yet met or was just random.  “I think. I really wanted be ginger, like Amy .” Zendaya in a way looked up to the human girl  for the most part anyway. 

She had got on with Amy,  but not Amy’s  daughter. Then again she had never cared much for her fathers choice in women.  And that never changed .

“I tend not to. I like letting it be random.” He could have control over it, if he wanted, and he knew that at some point in the future he would take more control over his faces to return to ones that brought him comfort in the past, but for now…well, this one was odd, but he hadn’t chosen it on purpose. 

He ignored the comment on her type, because it reminded all too clearly about a specific man that tended to be all too present these days with the people he knew. He didn’t want to hear about that. So instead he sighed, running a hand through borrowed grey hair. “This face…I didn’t mean to choose it. It just…came. But I have seen it before, once. It’s the face of a man I saved.”

 A pause, and a smile that felt like it was something of an olive branch. “I’ve always wanted to be ginger.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“Well if you can’t become ginger, the next best thing is hair dye. Have you seen all the colours they have in the  shop.” she always beamed with excitement when she discovered something new. Shew was so much like he was when he was in his eighth  body.

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“Inside there?” Ryn blinked. But it’s just a police box. Are you the police? Because if you are, you need to solve a crime!”

“Yes, inside, but no…I’m not the police. It just looks like that. It used to be able to change what it looked like, but I stayed somewhere too long, once, and it got stuck.” He looked at the box softly, warmly. “I don’t mind it, though.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

Ryn wasn't a fan of machines, whether they were dead or alive. She gave the machine one last hiss because she could and for no other reason.

“So when we get the fish, we can release them back into the sea?”

[spellsandpixiedust]

streetofmuses​:

Arcadia crossed her arms.  “Oh this goes beyond the police. You are in a lot of trouble. We talking  Guantanamo Bay for your next home.. unless..” Arcadia leaves the sentence  in mid air.

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“Ye’re talking bullshit,” Liam stated defensively. In his mind a petty criminal would never end up anywhere else but your local station’s detention cell; and as far as the magic part went… no one could arraign him for something that didn’t exist, right? …right? Well, he had his doubts there. So much even it showed. In his facial expression. The way he was fidgeting with his mug. The timbre in his low voice all shaky and insecure.

“Are you with Torchwood? What do you want from me?”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“Am I? That’s where Jack wants to send you.”  You seemed troubled.” Arcadia could quite often pick up  on that kind of thing, the way someone talked, moved or even breathed.

“We want an object  that you have . Give us the object we want and we will let you go.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

indecent proposal  (closed)

“Well now that sounds pretty much like a marriage proposal.” She doubted it was. He didn’t seem the marrying type.

for chris 

@ask-the-time-assassin​

[ask-the-time-assassin]

streetofmuses

“I am a Time Lady. Do you know what that means? In short it means I’m not going let a wanker change or manipulate events for their own reasons.”

Chris snorted. “Uh huh. And I serve a Creed that has done its level best to maintain order and freedom for my world, oh, a few millennia now,” he smirked. “We each have a part to play and a job to do. Spare us both some trouble and stay out of my way, yes?”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“I said no. Which part of no did you not understand? Now I get that maybe not many people have ever said no to you before.  And I don’t have a job to do I just want  you to stop been a world class prat, think you can  do that?”

[thetorchwoodteam]

Street Kid

“Even if I did take whatever you think I took.what makes you think I would ever put it in your hands .”

@ask-the-hidden-thief​

[ask-the-hidden-thief]

torchwoodreadyforanything

“You say Professional. I see an Armature.” She had no plans to obey anyone. The device was hers now.

Alex snorted. Was he this cocky when he was here age? Odds were he’d been worse. “You wouldn’ know a pro anyway,” he teased smugly. “If you’re keepin’ that, you need to get out of here. Now.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“You're looking at one. The name is Holly.. just Holly.” she certainly didn't want take either of her parents surnames, so Holly it was.

[agirlfromgotham-deactivated2021]

Amateurs (Lir & Maria)

“Amateurs, “ Maria muttered  as she pulled the other to safety.  “Right, who are you. I’m Maria Jackson, and this is Luke Smith. We’re Torchwood.  First day and all.”

@ask-the-time-assassin​

[ask-the-time-assassin]

streetofmuses

Maria took a deep breath.  “Okay, did you see where the Alien went. It couldn’t of disappeared.”

Lir shook her head. “I picked up an energy shift, but it was gone before I got here. Which is a damn good reason for us to get out of here too, don’t you think?”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“I think we have to find the Alien,before bad things start to happen.” Maria pauses. “ Are you going to Jack & Ana’s wedding today. “ Granted she knows they might not be a wedding if they don’t find this Alien. 

[agirlnamedbenny]

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“You say that like I stole her face  from her body  “. She hadn’t of course .  Her mother had done the same when she had seen a face she liked, it was  clear the apple really didn’t fall far from the tree.

“At least I didn’t go after her husband.”  She had considered it for a second or two.  She smirks a little.  “Do you really still disapprove after all these centuries, Decades”. She’s not sure how long it’s been. 

He really, truly didn’t want to stand here and reopen old wounds, rehash old arguments. It had been such a long time, and the truth of it was that it hardly really mattered to him whether she used a face he knew, but only that it hurt. It made him sad, and the Doctor didn’t like to be sad. That was all. 

“Poor Rory,” he said, even going so far as to offer a small smile. A strange way to offer a bridge, but here it was. Then he exhaled, a soft breath, and he shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s…” this part was like pulling teeth, but it had to be done now, after all this time, “painful, to see her face. And I’ve…taken that out on you.” 

[thetorchwoodteam]

“Well. Seems me and mum had a lot of control over our  regenerations . “ It was even longer  not seeing her mother, having no idea if she ever survived the war. 

“Rory wasn’t really my type. I like my men to be tall, dark, mysterious, with blue eyes. “  Clearly she was been a bit more specific with the blue eyes part.  “So you chose an old face?”  She commented.  She silently wondered if it was based on anyone she hadn’t yet met or was just random.  “I think. I really wanted be ginger, like Amy .” Zendaya in a way looked up to the human girl  for the most part anyway. 

She had got on with Amy,  but not Amy’s  daughter. Then again she had never cared much for her fathers choice in women.  And that never changed . 

[thetorchwoodteam]

Unexpected family  (OPEN) Charley Harkness)

“Well I suppose it’s possible we are related, sorry what did you say your name was again?”

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“So, you never came to Gotham?” Holly had heard stories about the Doctor but he had never once came to help the city. Gotham’s problems never ended, it was one thing after another.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “I’ve heard a lot about it, but it doesn’t seem like it’s a place that needs me. I don’t think we’d mesh, me and Gotham. Sounds like it’s a little too crowded, anyway. I don’t think there’s space for me.” Maybe it was an excuse, but he felt that he couldn’t offer Gotham quite what it needed. 

[thetorchwoodteam]

“Gotham needs something, if not you then what? The city is  controlled by  the insane, who don’t really have Gotham’s best interests in mind.”  It was one thing after another

[spellsandpixiedust]

streetofmuses​:

“I am here to warn you. “ Arcadia says.  “Torchwood knows all about your plots, everything you have read, all your conversations are now knowledge of Torchwood.  “  Arcadia stared  straight through the man. Arcadia’s talent was getting people to trust her; whether that was in person or online, posing  as a variety of characters  to trick and trap others. It was a game to her to see how far she could go, but more importantly find out who far the other would go. 

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Shit. Shitshitshitshitshit. SHIT!

Has this all been a setup?! God, how could he be so bloody daft?! Coming here, expecting to get payed for breaking and entering and maybe throwing a few hexes around. Turns out it feels exactly like being arrested by cops when he was seventeen trying to fence of stolen goods - only that the fence had been a damn rat.

Liam inhaled sharply. “My condolences. Hope Torchwood enjoys post punk trivia as much as I do.” He was deeply unsettled. Couldn’t even hide it in his expression. But the sarcasm came out just fine. “There’s no gig, innit? Why am here? Ye gonna arrest me?”

[thetorchwoodteam]

Arcadia crossed her arms.  “Oh this goes beyond the police. You are in a lot of trouble. We talking  Guantanamo Bay for your next home.. unless..” Arcadia leaves the sentence  in mid air.

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

Ryn had never understood the concept of money, she simply took things she wanted to have. She certainly didn’t understand why the humans were angry when she did so.  “Can we go now?”

“Yes,” he agreed, though he was almost certain that, not for the first time, he was agreeing to something he didn’t fully understand. So be it. “I have to make a stop inside the box, though.” How much money would every single fish cost? He had no idea, but he was rather sure the TARDIS had some money somewhere. 

[thetorchwoodteam]

“Inside there?” Ryn blinked. But it’s just a police box. Are you the police? Because if you are, you need to solve a crime!”

[spellsandpixiedust]

streetofmuses​:

Not only did he not remember the face  of the girl he killed , given how they were identical twins, he knew nothing about the one who’s life he took away.

“Take a good hard look or were you so out of it that you don’t remember her face. “ she spat. She knows even if she did nothing , her father would end him and Paris would do nothing to stop him.

His eyes had a hard time focusing her face as he found himself repeatedly wanting to glance just past her. Avoiding the truth at all costs. But even when Liam did take a look he couldn’t spot the difference. Truth be told, he had been quite ‘out of it’ back when, and it sounded like blissfully like an excuse, yet it was the opposite: it was condemnation.

“I didn’t know her. I didn’t want her to die,” the mage was repeating himself as he was slowly standing up again, his raised hands now more resembling the posture of someone trying to soothe a snarling dog.

“She died because of me. But not because I wanted her to.” He let out a sigh that seemed to almost deflate him. “I’m not looking for absolution or forgiveness for the things I’ve done. But before you come to any conclusions, consider that I’m clean now. I’ve changed. And I won’t let this happen ever again.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

Her sister had been her world. A large part of it. Been twins they had grown up together. They  went to school together, graduated together, even shared a room. They were almost like the Wakefield twins  from Sweet Valley high . But now they was an empty bed in her room.  Wardrobe filled with her clothes  and  memories that littered the house.

“I told you I don’t care if you changed . You murdered my Sister. You destroyed my family, so I'm going to destroy you,” she snarled. My father is the Dark archer he will put a arrow in that tiny pea brain of yours. I’d say heart but its evidently you don’t have one.” 

[capaciityforpain]

streetofmuses​:

“The Doctor. “ she stares at him. Last time she saw her father he had thrown a hissy fit when she had taken the face of his previous companion in her regeneration. She still saw nothing wrong with it    She does hope her father has got over it by now. it has been centuries.

“I’m Zendaya,” she states. “You must be travelling with my Dad, seems his companions are getting older.”

In a moment, that same resentment returns to him, the guilt-turned-anger he feels upon seeing Amy’s face before him. It registers even before the fact that this woman standing before him is his daughter. But both do register nonetheless. The expression he chooses to present her with is a smile, small, almost more of a smirk. 

“Or maybe he’s gotten older himself.” He’s always vague with these answers. He thinks it’s fun, and he gets so little fun. Then his smile fades, and he looks at his daughter with a sad sort of observation. “I see you’re still wearing Amy’s face.”

[thetorchwoodteam]

“You say that like I stole her face  from her body  “. She hadn’t of course .  Her mother had done the same when she had seen a face she liked, it was  clear the apple really didn’t fall far from the tree.

“At least I didn’t go after her husband.”  She had considered it for a second or two.  She smirks a little.  “Do you really still disapprove after all these centuries, Decades”. She’s not sure how long it’s been.