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fractured_agent) wrote2014-08-26 09:51 pm
fractured_agent) wrote2014-08-26 09:51 pm
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You Can't Go Home Again [Ed and Victor]
Another typical night in Cardiff.
The streets are dark and quiet, no one seeming to be out and about... except for a bright red convertible roaring down the empty roads, its driver just as flashy and colorful as the vehicle. The blowfish laughs, slightly unhinged, as he accelerates through the red lights, swerving dangerously across both lanes.
And behind him, bringing up the rear, is a pitch-black Range Rover with blue LEDs flashing. Torchwood Three gives chase, with Owen Harper at the wheel, as Toshiko Sato tracks the car with one of her many alien and advanced devices.
The streets are dark and quiet, no one seeming to be out and about... except for a bright red convertible roaring down the empty roads, its driver just as flashy and colorful as the vehicle. The blowfish laughs, slightly unhinged, as he accelerates through the red lights, swerving dangerously across both lanes.
And behind him, bringing up the rear, is a pitch-black Range Rover with blue LEDs flashing. Torchwood Three gives chase, with Owen Harper at the wheel, as Toshiko Sato tracks the car with one of her many alien and advanced devices.
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Gwen reacts quickly, lunging forward and tugging the woman from the alien's grasp. He snarls at her, raising his gun to try to shoot at someone, anyone.
A shot rings out. The blowfish stands for a moment, surprised, then collapses with a neat little hole in the dead center of his forehead.