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Ianto Jones ([personal profile] torchwoodteaboy) wrote2011-02-15 01:01 pm
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[RL WITH CANDY AND JACK]

The Plass was quiet that afternoon. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that up until recently, work crews had been hanging about. In the middle of it, there was a large construction area, complete with tape and tarp up, covering up the fact that there was a large, gaping crater in the center of it. The public had been told that there had been a terrorist attack, but Torchwood knew better. They'd been there for the explosion, and Jack...well. He'd been the center of it.

Speaking of Jack, Jack and Ianto were currently sitting in the tourist office (one of the only parts of the Hub that'd managed to survive mostly intact) amidst boxes of artifacts that they'd managed to scavenge from the wreckage of the Hub so far, each with their own respective cups of coffee. Both of them were having a bit of a late start to things, Sulu having only left a little while ago, and Jack having only really just gotten back from the Enterprise and his night there with Scotty. They were both quiet, sipping their coffee and thinking to themselves.

A lot had happened in the day before. Owen's birthday, their own respective romantic nights out... Ianto didn't really know how to breach the subject of his talk with Owen to Jack, and Jack obviously didn't want to talk about it, so. There they sat, talking about little things, but nothing that really mattered. Until there came an alert up on the computer screen, motion detected outside the tourist office. Someone was out there on the boardwalk. Ianto looked to Jack, raising an eyebrow. They weren't expecting anyone. ...were they?

[identity profile] hereafter-candy.livejournal.com 2011-02-15 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Last night had definitely been one hell of an emotional roller coaster for Candy. From a certain amount of pride in celebrating Owen's birthday, to the despair that still gripped her heart as he told her he was going to die, and to her own romantic end to the night. Still, it didn't matter how nicely her night had ended. That pain was still there and it wasn't going away. And when Candy hurt, there came more emotions that simply exhausted her by the end of it.

It probably wasn't fair to blame this all on Jack and Ianto. But Candy wasn't in her right mind to really think it through. She'd already snapped at Elektra for hiding it from her and not actively trying to save Owen. And now that anger and sorrow mixed into the fury that led her along the boardwalk to what she'd discovered was the office where the pair worked.

Once she reached the door she knocked, rather heavily too. Sorry, Jack and Ianto. This wasn't going to be a very pleasant conversation. Because while everyone may have been trying to deny that Owen was going to die and were just going to... let it happen Candy was firm in her belief that she could and would find a way to save him. And she wouldn't give up until she had.
51stcentury: (smile)

[personal profile] 51stcentury 2011-02-16 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Jack rose from where he was sitting to check the CCTV. They'd just gotten the systems back online, and he considered it a success on his part. With Ianto rising to lean over his shoulder and check who it was, the pair of them were both startled at the figure that greeted them.

"Candy?" Jack asked, confused. He looked at Ianto, and he shook his head, as if to say Don't look at me, my guess is as good as yours. Jack stepped out from behind the desk as Ianto hit the button to unlock the door, and Jack went to pull it open.

"Candy?" he asked, echoing his earlier tone, with a smile on his face. "I didn't know to expect you. What're you doing here?"

[identity profile] hereafter-candy.livejournal.com 2011-02-17 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Once Jack opened the door Candy lost a little of the raw emotion that had led her to come here unannounced and on a war path. Part of her rational mind warring with her irrational self to address this calmly. Then all she could think about was the key Owen gave to her and what he had said as he gave it to her. That he was preparing for the worst case scenario. Like he didn't have hope it would change.

"Why aren't you helping Owen?!" She demanded. Her voice was low and even, but there was that serious tone to it. But her real edge was a little more held back for now, threatening to break loose at any moment.
51stcentury: (srs business face)

[personal profile] 51stcentury 2011-02-18 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Of all the things that Jack was expecting to come out of her mouth, that was definitely not one of them. She was a lot younger and less intimidating than him, but the force of her emotions was enough to make Jack force himself not to take a step back from where he was standing.

Behind him, Ianto rose from where he was sitting, inching his way forward in case he had to play any sort of intermediary roll for the pair of them.

"...so I take it that he told you," Jack said, musing aloud. "And that you hadn't known before last night. About any of it."

"Jack," Ianto said, interrupting the pair of them. "Why don't you let Candy in, yeah?" This wasn't a conversation to have with the door hanging open, and just anyone listening in. Jack shrugged and stepped back, allowing her space to enter.

[identity profile] hereafter-candy.livejournal.com 2011-02-18 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. That was what she had intended to do. She wanted to start this conversation on her terms. Because she was going to make them understand one way or another that they couldn't just not help Owen.

She agreed, though. Having this sort of conversation probably wasn't the best idea on the open street. So she took Ianto up on the offer and came inside, just enough to shut the door, but she still kept away from the pair. Still not happy with either of them.

"Well?" She demanded again. "Why aren't you trying to save Owen?"
51stcentury: (resigned)

[personal profile] 51stcentury 2011-02-19 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not as simple as that," Jack said, heavily. "We can't just save him. We've been there, we've seen what happens. I don't know how you think these things work, but in this reality, we can't just run around messing with time."

Jack's voice was getting a tone, so Ianto reached out and lay a hand on his arm. "What Jack's trying to say is that... We can't. What's going to happen is what's supposed to happen, and messing with that...will effectively destroy the fabric of the universe. From the way that I understand it, anyway." He looked to Jack, to confirm this.

[identity profile] hereafter-candy.livejournal.com 2011-02-22 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bullshit!"

She didn't mean to raise her voice like that. She was going to try to play it calmly because that was the more respectable and polite thing to do. But hearing them just say that this was what was supposed to happen, that they had no control over their lives and Owen had to die no matter what, it made her lose her temper again.

"So what you're saying is that our lives are already decided for us?! That forget making our goddamn decisions because shit's just going to happen and your powerless to do anything about it?! Bull-fucking-shit!"
51stcentury: (explaining smile)

[personal profile] 51stcentury 2011-02-23 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
Ianto was momentarily stunned by Candy's yelling and swearing. Enough so that Jack was able to step up and take charge of the conversation, Ianto too otherwise preoccupied in being surprised to stop her.

"Damn it, Candy, that's not what I said!" Jack snapped back. "I don't care what the hell there is out there, fate or whatever, that's not important. What's important here is that I saw it happen. Ianto," he said, flinging a hand out in the direction of Ianto, "saw it happen. We can't go into the past and change things that we already experienced! It creates paradoxes and believe me," he said, pointing a finger at her, "you do not want to screw around around with that kind of thing. I love Owen," he said. "But he is not worth that kind of mess."

I LITERALLY NEVER GOT THIS NOTIF

[identity profile] hereafter-candy.livejournal.com 2011-02-26 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Candy would really love to scream about screw the god damn timeline for all she cares. Because if it was her world, she would. She would prevent the death and let the timeline fix itself. But she doesn't because she knew that argument might not go over well at all.

"Then why don't you just take him off world at the time of his death?! Then he's gone from your world like he's supposed to be and he gets to actually live!" She really just couldn't keep her temper about the subject. Because the thought of Owen dying.... She either needed to breakdown or scream out her emotions. And since she never cried anymore screaming seemed like the better option.