forever homeless. seriously.

[doctorweevil]

So let me get this straight. You spend about 99% of your time playing Tosh or Martha, but suddenly it's all "Oh, I feel like being an arse to people, let's bring Owen out." Yeah, brilliant idea there. Never mind that you've got a couple other pricks up here in your head, no, it's got to be me, hasn't it?

Still, I suppose I can't complain, since I'm not in one of these bloody games or anything. Not that the whole concept of a City of Sin sounds bad at all, really.

[...yeah, Owen, you just ask Tosh how much she likes it.]

Well, it's Toshiko. She's a bit of a wet blanket, of course she's not much of one for sex and...whatever else people get up to there.

[Yep. That's the reason. Totally.]

Anyway, you're clinically insane, I hope you know that. And I'm a doctor, so I'm entirely qualified to make these diagnoses. More qualified than Martha bloody Jones, anyway.

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[eightdead]

Does that mean you're sane? Sane is boring, I'll have you know.

[doctorweevil]

[Well, hello there.]

I can be whatever you like, love.

[eightdead]

[That's actually not a good idea.]

Can you.

Well, look at the bright side. At least she still trots you out. You haven't "gone to pasture" or something.

[doctorweevil]

[This is the guy who thought that getting in a cage fight with a Weevil was a fantastic life choice.]

What can I say? I'm an adaptable sort of bloke.

Look, half the time she drags me out just to thread with the sodding teaboy. I know you've no idea who he is, but trust me, he's a complete twat.

[eightdead]

You have a boy who serves you tea?

Pity about the twat part. But I mean, it would probably be the same even if you were in a game. There are idiots everywhere.

[doctorweevil]

Well, sort of. I mean, that's pretty much his job, making the rest of us tea and coffee. And shagging Jack. Look, he's like...twenty-something, I dunno how old he is, really. And he's Welsh.

's true. At least here I don't have to put up with Jack. Or anybody else I work with.

[eightdead]

Well, that sounds awful. [And dull, how do people live with such simple jobs?]

Is there no one you actually enjoy talking to?

[doctorweevil]

I think he does something with paperwork, too, hell if I know. [Shrug. Number of fucks Owen gives about what Ianto does: 0. Possibly even negative fucks.]

It's work, I don't actually have to like anybody there. Though the girls are all right sometimes, as long as Gwen doesn't start going on about Rhys and Tosh doesn't get all...geeky and technical.

[eightdead]

No, of course, no one has to. But it has to be nice to not want to stab your eyes out every second when you're at work.

I can't stand any of my coworkers.