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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 2011-02-22 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.