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Family. [Marton/Angel/Candy
Jul. 7th, 2005 04:00 pm[Takes place not so very long after Harry plays midwife, and Angelina does not get her drugs.]
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"No." Marton said emphatically, his voice harsh. "I will not hand over that particular responsibility to Council. He turned his chair and gave the Councilor who'd raised the question a glare that made him shift in his seat. "Last time I looked, I was Supreme Ruler of this country and my decisions were final. Constantly bringing the issue to the table does nothing other than piss me off!" The Councilor turned pale and Marton's ire faded. "I suggest you don't do it again." He ended, somewhat more mildly.
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"No." Marton said emphatically, his voice harsh. "I will not hand over that particular responsibility to Council. He turned his chair and gave the Councilor who'd raised the question a glare that made him shift in his seat. "Last time I looked, I was Supreme Ruler of this country and my decisions were final. Constantly bringing the issue to the table does nothing other than piss me off!" The Councilor turned pale and Marton's ire faded. "I suggest you don't do it again." He ended, somewhat more mildly.
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Peanut Butter Revelations [Marton/Angel]
May. 3rd, 2005 11:15 pm.
Again it was the act of rolling, of coming to rest on the cold side of the bed that woke Marton. He sighed, flipped onto his back and peered at the clock on the bedside table. God! He'd only been asleep for little over an hour and he knew damned well that he'd never get back to sleep now. He grumbled to himself as he got out of bed, tugging on a pair of sweats and a jumper, he padded barefoot to the window. No. He wasn't going to stand here staring out at nothing all night. Not again. Surely to God, someone would still be up. He checked his com and smiled at the listing, switching screens in order to call. "Angel? It's Marton."
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Again it was the act of rolling, of coming to rest on the cold side of the bed that woke Marton. He sighed, flipped onto his back and peered at the clock on the bedside table. God! He'd only been asleep for little over an hour and he knew damned well that he'd never get back to sleep now. He grumbled to himself as he got out of bed, tugging on a pair of sweats and a jumper, he padded barefoot to the window. No. He wasn't going to stand here staring out at nothing all night. Not again. Surely to God, someone would still be up. He checked his com and smiled at the listing, switching screens in order to call. "Angel? It's Marton."
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Daddy and Angel. A ride in the country.
Apr. 13th, 2005 10:41 pm"I think we lost 'em." Angel turned back to face the front, eyes shining with enjoyment as the wind whipped her hair and Marton drove the car quickly but smoothly around a curve.
( ''Course we did. )
( ''Course we did. )
Marton and Angel. Presents.
Mar. 9th, 2005 09:36 pmAfter The fashion show here and Angel meets Guy and Will here.
( Professor Higgins – uh – I mean Daddy – uh – Marton teaches Angel some manners and gives her a gift. )
( Professor Higgins – uh – I mean Daddy – uh – Marton teaches Angel some manners and gives her a gift. )
Angel was walking toward the pub. A beer and a plate of nachos sounded good to her and she was sure the doctor hadn't meant beer when she said no alcohol. She moved toward the doors as they opened and a familiar figure walked out. Harry Fucking Sinclair and another man, no, wait - a fucking mountain. She laughed, Sinclair looked to be shopping in the big boys department these days.
Striding over, head turned so that she wasn't really looking at him, Angel walked across Harry's path, turning her head as she pulled up in front of him.
( 'Well, hi there.' )*ooc- big thanks to TR for playing Dwayne!*
Striding over, head turned so that she wasn't really looking at him, Angel walked across Harry's path, turning her head as she pulled up in front of him.
( 'Well, hi there.' )*ooc- big thanks to TR for playing Dwayne!*
