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May. 4th, 2015 07:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
He'd been held captive by the Riiant clan for the better part of a week and when he finally got free he couldn't get past the residual effects of their pleasure cortex. It was always so much easier to dominate and control someon who felt good...especially when you could make them feel even better. But he'd made his escape and had had the Torchwood One doc remove the device.
And that was how he found himself in a bar drinking ancient whiskey and eating good beef and looking at everyone who passed like his next target.
And that was how he found himself in a bar drinking ancient whiskey and eating good beef and looking at everyone who passed like his next target.