are you telling this story or am I?
"Thanks for doin' this." Quite how Fiadh manages to make even the most simple of sentences sound unintelligible is almost a feat of its own. Maybe it's the peppermint bark she's chewing on, or maybe it's because she has Ianto's accent but worse; either way, Remi will likely have to listen close to understand what she's saying.
To say that she's wearing very little is an understatement, but in Longheat in the fucking desert, it's a deathwish to be wearing anything at all in her opinion. Her wild red hair has been swiped up into a messy tail, and the freckles on her shoulders will have darkened to a tan before the day is through.
"Da says there should be some supplies waitin' for us on the second carvan in on the left."
To say that she's wearing very little is an understatement, but in Longheat in the fucking desert, it's a deathwish to be wearing anything at all in her opinion. Her wild red hair has been swiped up into a messy tail, and the freckles on her shoulders will have darkened to a tan before the day is through.
"Da says there should be some supplies waitin' for us on the second carvan in on the left."
Fiadh
