whistling past graveyards

[likesthecoat]

[Filtered to friends]

You know, it's not every day in this job that the bad guys are ordinary people.

It's happened before, of course. What we thought was something malicious and powerful turned out to be petty and small. But still evil. Make no mistake about that.

This . . . I can't say it was evil. More that it was desperate--the same kind of desperation that drives people into a frenzy to feel.

When I want to feel alive, I run. I swim. I cook. I visit family. I talk to friends. If I'm very lucky, I make love.

I can't imagine a life so empty that the only thing that gives it purpose is to risk death.

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[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, inbred mass-murdering cannibals are still people. They're nasty people, but they're still people.

By the way, it's good to see you.

[Private to Sam]

It's pretty classified, but what I can tell you is this: someone was kidnapping some creatures we look after and causing them pain. It was basically a fight club scenerio. At least two people died and several dozen others have been injured.

We've shut it down.

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

i don't know if i can agree with you on that one. i'm still kinda scarred from the experience.

it's good to be back. in might've hit upon a solution to my little problem, so maybe we'll even get to see more of each other around here.

[Private to Ianto]

fun and games with weevils, from what i hear. but that's only after piecing a few things together from the separate stories. was anyone else besides owen hurt? and how on earth do the courts over there prosecute for something like that? charge them with sponsoring unlawful gatherings and... what? alien abuse?

and while i'm on the subject... how the fuck did owen get mixed up in that shit? is he having some sort of mental breakdown, or what?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

So am I, literally.

Good. I'd hate to have to beat some sense into you. That would just make us both cranky.

[Private to Sam]

Ah. I wasn't aware he was telling people details. Yes, fun and games with weevils, and he was the only one of our team hurt. Some civilians have some healing to do.

We're not law enforcement, really, so I'm not sure how the courts will handle it. No one would believe those two men were killed by creatures from another planet, and no one's going to get framed for their deaths . . . *sighs* I don't think any charges will be brought, really. The man who organized it is dead, and as for the rest, I don't think they're going to charge anyone with assault.

He's been having a rough time of things lately. There was a woman who left him, and I don't think he's ever really recovered from the death of his wife, and it all . . . escalated, I suppose. (I will admit I'm not the most sympathetic, though. Diane may have left but at least he knows she's still alive.)

He was the lucky one who got the undercover assignment.

[stanford-lawboy.livejournal.com]

from this incident in particular, or have you had yourself a run-in with some inbred, mass-murdering cannibals, too?

don't waste your time. dean's been trying that tactic for twenty-some years now, and it hasn't worked.

[Private to Ianto]

he's not going around spilling info on what happened if that's what you're worried about. i think he just finds one or two of around here easier to talk to than most. not that he does much talking about private stuff, anyway.

dude, that SUCKS. what's going to stop them from doing it again if there aren't any consequences to their actions? okay, so the guy in charge got wasted, but the whole fight club thing had to have been either massively 'entertaining' or financially lucrative in order for him to take a risk like that in the first place. unfortunately, some people just don't LEARN from others' bad examples.

i wish i knew how to help. owen's like, the SADDEST person i know, and everything i do to try and cheer him up just falls flat. you'll give me a heads-up if he does anything else crazy, right?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

I had a run-in with inbred, mass-murdering cannibals earlier this year. I have a scar on my neck from where they started to bleed me. Fortunately Jack interfered before they could cut any deeper and I just had the concussion to recover from.

[Private to Sam]

I'm not worried. I think none of us are really that used to having people we can confide in, but Owen actually talking to people about it wasn't what I expected from him.

I don't know. We'll be keeping a closer eye on the weevils, mostly.

I'll try to keep an eye on him, but the fact is there's a lot of tension between us. He doesn't exactly confide in me and I'm not sure what I'd do if he did. I think the only person outside of TIC that he really talks to is Gwen. (Our Gwen, not New Gwen.)