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"Sir, we have a problem."

Jack looked over Ianto's shoulder at Tosh's monitor to see panic on streets of Cardiff. "Any idea what they're running from?"

"There's nothing on the radio." Gwen looked up from where she was scanning the police channels.

Tosh toggled through cameras. "All the CCTV footage is the same. It's just people running."

Ianto tried the television channels. As the news crossed to a live report, the team clamped they hands over their ears.

Jack killed the sound. "Who hacked the city's emergency broadcast system? Cardiff does not need to hear the horror of Owen's singing."

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tw100challenge #9: people photos

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( 6 howls — talk to the wolf )
pheral
14th Jan, 2007 12:09 (UTC)
Ahaha, run awaaay!
redwolf
14th Jan, 2007 20:06 (UTC)
Just when you thought kareoke couldn't get much worse...
pheral
14th Jan, 2007 20:13 (UTC)
Exactly, i mean at least in a pub setting you could lob a pintglass at his head. Or a spear. Or something.
ozma914
18th Jan, 2007 10:43 (UTC)
For a second, I thought they were talking about *my* singing.
redwolf
18th Jan, 2007 12:21 (UTC)
I'd be right there with you. There are some things that really should be classed as an instrument of torture.
ozma914
19th Jan, 2007 09:47 (UTC)
what would we do with the other 23?
Give me a Manilow song and I'll break those terrorists within an hour!
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