Well Hello Thar

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[And here's Firo, his clothing once again riddled through with bullet holes. This time, however, his chopper is slung over his shoulder on a leather strap. He swipes sweat from his forehead, yelling orders obliviously.]

Lyman, Warren, around back! See what's holding 'em up. I've got this way covered, and don't argue!

[Blink. Blink blink. He groans.] Just plug me and put me out of my misery. How did I get here?

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[glances at the bullet holes] You must be Firo.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Have a Firo making this face at you.] You know about me? Who're you?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[offers his hand] Captain Jack Harkness. Ianto told me about you.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Surprised.] ...how much?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Looks like you were having a touch time.

Just look at this as a chance to catch your breath.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Mrrt face.] I don't like being yanked from the middle of something.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Looks over the bullet holes and gun] It looks like you were involved in a gun fight.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Is not sure how he feels about this.] Proved you got eyes, good job.

[contract_star]

[Weary smirk.] All it takes is a thought to get here. Happens all the time.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[-_-] They should fix that.

[contract_star]

[Nods at all the bullet holes.] Trouble at home?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Looks down at himself and sighs.] Somethin' like that.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

That's what happens. You just think about it sometimes, and... you're here.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Like I told Li, they should really fix that. [Scratches his head.] You're new, yeah?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Fix it how? [Give him a second, and he just blinks.] I am... How did you know?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Not my area. And you just look that way, I guess.

[stronguponme.livejournal.com]

The mind can be a fickle little bitch.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

It picked a piss-poor time.

[stronguponme.livejournal.com]

Sounds like it. [And he gives Firo a quick once over] Looks like it too.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Angela is never going to get used to the fact that Firo doesn't get at least gravely wounded from having, er, holes everywhere. ]

Firo?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Oh f--]

...hi Angy.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Sounds like things are a bit hectic back in your world.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Firo? [Yep; looking at the bullet holes.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Hullo.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You alright?