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[torchwoodteaboy]

"This is Ianto Jones. Sorry I missed your call, but if you leave a message after the tone, I'll be sure to get back to you."

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[torchwoodteaboy]

'Beam Scissors'. Dare I ask?

[Alright, he'll bite. He'll just be over here, looking up 'the guy' to see whether John is having him on or not.]

[impavid]

Beam scissors, Ianto. What is there to ask?

[torchwoodteaboy]

Where do I begin and shall I list the ways...

You know what Gundams are like all I can picture is. Scissors. Giant laser scissors. You know, I imagine I'm probably not even that far off in the end.

[impavid]

Probably not. Giant laser scissors sound cool though.

[torchwoodteaboy]

You know, why am I not surprised that you would think so.

Apparently they are beams that work like scissors. I still don't know what to picture but I suppose you can tell me if he actually lets you see this thing, in the end.

[impavid]

Working on it. Tell me if you learn any more cool gundam facts.

[torchwoodteaboy]

So far he's just arguing with me over the differences between zombies and the undead.

[Teenagers.]

I did ask about how you control one, though. I can't imagine it's easy, you know. Not like a car on wheels, it's got all the. Legs and arms and weapons it's supposed to hold and everything.

[impavid]

I mean I flew a city once, I think I can handle a gundam.

[ John you never mentioned this before. ]

[torchwoodteaboy]

[Hold the phone.]

You... Flew a city?

A city.

[Explain.]

[impavid]

[ Yes...?

Ah. Explaining things.]

It has a stardrive.

[ Nailed it.]

[torchwoodteaboy]

[John...]

If that's supposed to clear anything up for me it really doesn't.

[impavid]

[ Uhhhh.... Well. ]

Atlantis was meant to be on earth, right? Only now it isn't. Because it can fly.

[ What's so confusing Ianto it's a flying city, get with the times. ]

[torchwoodteaboy]

[Look, this is not normal.]

How -- why? Cities don't fly, John. They grow, from the ground up, or they fall, but they most certainly do not take to the sky or into space, for that matter.

[You're going to need to do better at this explaining thing.]

[impavid]

[ Uhh, well... ]

It was a city-ship? I mean it was kind of designed to do that.

[torchwoodteaboy]

Of course it was.

[Knowing what he does about John’s universe and the life he has lived he really shouldn’t be surprised by this. And yet...]

I can’t. How are you so nonchalant about this? “Oh yeah there was that one time where I piloted a city.” A bloody city, John.

It can’t have been easy. Can it? I mean it’s not exactly something you’ve trained in.

[impavid]

Well it was pretty stressful but it's also one of those things that kind of lights up and does what I want?

[torchwoodteaboy]

The whole city does that?

We are still talking about Atlantis, yeah?

[impavid]

Yes?

[ What else would he be talking about. Of course Atlantis. Listen, he told you they wanted him because he makes things light up! ]

[torchwoodteaboy]

So you just, what. Touch something and think what you want and the whole bloody city takes off into the air.

Did it work like that all the time then? Reading your thoughts, doing things you wanted everywhere you went?

[Look this is a lot to process okay.]

[impavid]

Well actually I sit in a big chair which lights up and then tell it to do pre-flight stuff, start the engines, check power levels and stuff.

Then it takes off, yeah.

[torchwoodteaboy]

I suppose that it's comforting there is at least more involved than simply sitting there and thinking 'Fly'.

[impavid]

Well it's probably easier to learn than a real aircraft but you need the gene and yeah, there's a little more to it than just 'fly'.

[torchwoodteaboy]

I can't imagine that you really had that much practice with it, ahead of things.

[impavid]

You can't exactly pick up a city and move it to practice now. If nothing else it takes way too much power.

[torchwoodteaboy]

I'm going to assume that there was a very good reason for picking up the city and flying it off into the clouds as well.

[One you have yet to supply him with.]