𝑺͟𝐄͟𝐕͟𝐄͟𝐍.

pausing. considering this. then, aside from a shrug, he seemed keen to let it go. on the surface at least. " i see, 𝒘ell— hardly the worst scuffle, given i've fallen from jodrell bank at his hand, " and more. nearly gaining the cheetah virus. still, he seems remarkably calm.

“he uh-” clears his throat and slightly grimaces. “- he was kept in a dog cage. and aged by a good hundred years. at first.” not the best topic of conversation but screw the timeline. if the last of their species was good at something it was getting in the way of major -

“yeaah well this one seems to be one that's lasting and considering everything i don't think i'd pass their tests as a human and then things would get a bit complicated. at least unit is willing to look past my previous. . indiscretions shall we call them.”

“yeah, yeah i was gonna. .” a half awkward scratch at the stubble on his cheek. “but i don't think the leader of the closest branch would let me in the door or even exist in torchwood after what dad did that i ehhh, may have had a hand in.”

perhaps they saw each there, fought together, survived together without even knowing it. “ah, but you are one of a handful i get my gear from and now with being on unit's payroll? whew i have access to things that make me as happy as a kid on christmas.”

who would have thought the doctor would be his personal arms dealer? at least to a degree but it was never something he would have guessed. “perfect, might need to get a second room at this rate.”

“makes my life easier then. if you end up with any more you don't want, just come an' find me. always looking to add to my armory.” it was the 'office' space in his flat, hidden behind a fake wall and filled with both alien and human weaponry.

“no, no it really isn't.” there was that mischievous smile. “oh i'll use it there's no denying that. uh, just /how/ finicky is it? just the timing? or should i be careful how i store it cause a hard bump'll make it go BOOM?”

blinks once. twice. “so activate it then absolutely launch it, got it.” a pause. “why give it to me of all people?” he could very well use it to help destroy a civilization, or for good in a battle to win but the variation options were far and wide.

eyeing the device in his hand for a moment before glancing up at the other. “sure it works? won't go off in my hand?” he was just a bit skeptical, being handed an explosive device he wasn't familiar with.

i am not beautifully broken. i was ripped to shreds from the inside out.

ㅤ ㅤhow 𝓼plendid ㅤwe look. ㅤ