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Title: "Earth"
Disclaimer: Being a bloke who likes to slash pretty men doesn't make me RTD, I don't work for the BBC, and as much as I might like to, I don't own Jack or Ianto or any part of Torchwood. I do, however, order pizza under that name on principle.
Pairings: None
Rating: PG
Notes/Summary: Don't threaten the Earth. It is defended.
"The sky isn't yours! You can't just paint a big line down the middle of the Universe and decide who gets what!" Jack shouted at the ring of beings who'd surrounded him on the Plass. "We have just as much right to exist as you do! Call off your armada!"
"You are the Infidel," replied the chorus. Their voices rang off the paving stones like heavy steel. "The Empress has decreed it. You will submit or your Earth will taste the wrath of Onnar!"
"Well then your Empress is an idiot," Jack warned them. "Because I know how this ends."
Disclaimer: Being a bloke who likes to slash pretty men doesn't make me RTD, I don't work for the BBC, and as much as I might like to, I don't own Jack or Ianto or any part of Torchwood. I do, however, order pizza under that name on principle.
Pairings: None
Rating: PG
Notes/Summary: Don't threaten the Earth. It is defended.
"The sky isn't yours! You can't just paint a big line down the middle of the Universe and decide who gets what!" Jack shouted at the ring of beings who'd surrounded him on the Plass. "We have just as much right to exist as you do! Call off your armada!"
"You are the Infidel," replied the chorus. Their voices rang off the paving stones like heavy steel. "The Empress has decreed it. You will submit or your Earth will taste the wrath of Onnar!"
"Well then your Empress is an idiot," Jack warned them. "Because I know how this ends."
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