Sep. 26th, 2008

thecopper: <user site="livejournal.com" user="blinding_echoes"> (Out of Character)
I told you I'd do it next! &hearts

Honestly, I don’t really remember why I chose this prompt! I had just joined [livejournal.com profile] fandom_muses and this was for the application. I remember being torn between this one and one about making money, and even though I started the other one, it didn’t seem to fit. I decided to go with the prompt “Evidence” to examine the PC side of Gwen Cooper.

Bloody Torchwood, Gwen thinks. )

(ETA: Totally accidental that my moodpic has PC Cooper in it... but I was amused by the coincidence! Also, doing this commentary has kind of inspired me to want to do something more with PC Cooper! I'll have to think about that...)
thecopper: <user site="livejournal.com" user="blinding_echoes"> (Distant)
She remembered being that cold and scared once. She had been sixteen, and her schoolmates talked her into jumping into the bay the day they graduated. Through her uniform the cold of the water seeped as if into her bones and her body seared with an aching fire and no matter how hard she laboured she was certain she would never breathe again.

Gwen felt that way now, over ten years later, shivering against the blow of the wind, the echo of pelting rain against the brim of her hat, her uniform soaked through. And when he looked up, his bright eyes cutting through the fog and the rain, her body seared again with that strange and frigid pain, and she couldn’t breath.

She had heard them talking, the strange group beneath her. Seen what they had done; watched them raise the bleeding, stone cold dead man back to life. And when the man in the coat looked up at her, standing next to the now dead-again man, he caught his gaze with her own and shouted, through the rain.

“What do you think?”

And she couldn’t. Couldn’t think through the fog in her mind, couldn’t breath through the air that hovered frozen around her mouth.

So she did the only thing she could do.

She ran.

***

Rhys’ voice pounded against her ears. )

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Cut for Length
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Muse: Gwen Cooper, Torchwood
Prompt: Five Times You Ran and One Time You Didn’t
Verse: Open/Canon
Word Count: 1350

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