12 Howls

[coyote_walking]

Nightmares. Shudder.

Nothing like dreaming myself back in the seethe, lamb flaring up blue, vampires all over Samuel...

Better than the ones about killing the crazy new werewolf, though, I guess. I'd never killed anyone before. Certainly not... that way.

Wish there was some way I could run away from myself, just for a little while. If I wasn't so worried about... well, I'd go for a nice long run.



Attempt at filtering from Beach House people:

Maybe once this is all settled and Ianto's better, I should find a place of my own. I kind of feel like I'm intruding here. They're like a family - Kyle too.

And I'm... not.

Might be easier for everyone if I wasn't there.

/Filter

Comments

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

You say that like it's easy. But maybe for you it would be, I don't know.

Ianto's sick, nearly dying. I guess he died back home, but here... Owen may be able to save him. And Jack... he hasn't come back.

[winewomenand]

Maybe for me it would be.

I see.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Though... I think maybe you remember more than you like to let on.

I'd know if I could smell you.

Yeah.

[winewomenand]

I think maybe you are wrong. But I'm not averse to being sniffed.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

We'll have to try that sometime, then.

[winewomenand]

You may be my guest.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Not like I can turn my nose off.

[winewomenand]

Yes, there are parts of myself that I can't turn off, as well.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Oh, Robin!