Shaky voice test

[owenbloodyharper]

That's Doctor Owen Bloody Harper, sweetheart. I may spend more time cutting apart aliens than I do doctoring the sick, but I've still got my license, so you'd best remember the title.

Now that that's out of the way, how about you find me a pub? Preferably one filled with loose women looking for a one night stand. Hell, at this point I'll even settle for a bloke, if he's pretty enough.

Comments

[captboetied]

And all this time I didn't think you were the type.

[owenbloodyharper]

Yeah, well, it's not something I advertize around The Hub. Wouldn't want you or Tea-Boy to get any ideas.

[captboetied]

Oh, but our ideas are so good. There's this one, where I make Ianto where a UNIT cap...

[owenbloodyharper]

Oi! That's enough right there. I don't want to know the specifics of what you and Tea Boy get up to. I've enough nightmares, thanks much.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Oh great, it's Jack's jerk.

[owenbloodyharper]

First of all, it's Doctor Jerk, to you. And second---never use the words Jack and "jerk" in the same sentence ever again. Put's nasty images in my brain, and no amount of scotch will ever make them go away.

[ofdrumsthesound]

. . . alright, point.

[breakingmyheart]

Discerning tastes as ever, Owen.

[owenbloodyharper]

You know me. Unlike our darling captain, I've got standards.

[breakingmyheart]

Oh, absolutely. 'Loose' or 'pretty', so that's two. I suppose 'human' counts as a standard.

[sadandsingle]

Nice to see you've got your priorities straight, as always.

[owenbloodyharper]

What's the matter, Tosh? You upset I didn't go asking about finding my canon-mates, first? I swear that was the third thing on my list, after booze and sex.

[sadandsingle]

A distant third, I expect.

[a_very_neat_monster]

Cutting up aliens, you say?

My, doesn't that sound interesting.

[owenbloodyharper]

Yeah, but it looses it's appeal after a while.

Why so interested in the cutting bit, anyway? You the sort like likes dissecting things for science, or are you just a morbid sod?

[a_very_neat_monster]

You understand I wouldn't discuss these things so openly under normal circumstances, however this certainly isn't normal, so I see little harm in it.

I would have to confess to the later, I'm afraid. Human anatomy can be so interesting to explore, I can only imagine the intrigue and mystery of dissecting something completely different.

[51stcenturypheromones]

What counts as pretty in your eyes Owen? [ Also, he's totally skipping over his point of that Owen should wear a lab coat more often.]

[owenbloodyharper]

Not you, if that's what you're really trying to ask. Which you probably are, knowing how you can't seem to keep it in your pants for more than five seconds, especially around your male employees.

[Not that he really blames you; he is, after all, quite irresistible. He doesn't know what you see in Tea-boy, though.]

[51stcenturypheromones]

What? I don't rank high enough on a fuckablity scale be to called pretty? I'm hurt Owen. [ Though, he doesn't look like it.] And hey, I keep it in my pants when it's not needed or wanted.

[ Sure, totally irresistible. Tea-boy has...his own talents that are rather appreciated.]

[notthedoctor]

[Owen gets a grin even if he knows it's not his Owen.]

Pretty? Not developing a taste for Jack, are you? Or was there more to you and Ianto spatting than met the eye?

[owenbloodyharper]

Uhg. No. There's nothing going on between me and the Tea Boy, and don't even get me started on Jack. Don't know where the hell he's been.

And since when have either of those tossers been pretty?

[notthedoctor]

[Laughter is stifled as best he can, feeling a bit sorry for the man. They never did meet while he was Ten but in Pete's World, few rules applied. Random strangers popping up probably isn't the most welcome of things.]

I wasn't the one who said he would settle for blokes.

[He'd say it was good to see Owen, but confusion should be kept at a minimum, right? Right.]

How have you been? Other than looking forward to a pub crawl that generations will talk about later?

[gwenbloodycooper]

Owen... You know how they say that imitation is the highest form of flattery?

Well in your case, it's really not.

[owenbloodyharper]

'Ey, now, I had no part in that. Besides, it's not like my mun chose the name just to spite you. Though, I've gotta say I'd respect her a bit more if she had.

[gwenbloodycooper]

Oh mine thinks it's hilarious but then she also sent me to a sex island so can't say I put much stock in her opinions.

It does suit you I'll give that mun of yours that. Can't think of how many times I've thought of you as Owen bloody Harper.