twenty-first rift

[chronosexual]

A dance, you say? This weekend? You couldn't pay me to stay away.

I feel it's a little redundant to ask, but would you like to do me the incredible honour of accompanying me to the dance, Ianto Jones?

[Private to Team TARDIS]

So. The Master's being convicted of murder. Anyone else completely not surprised?

What are we going to do with him?

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[stopwatchesandcoffee]

That is not what you said last night [Jack might be rubbing off on him, but then that would open up a whole new line of innuendo.]