Ianto Jones (
torchwoodteaboy) wrote2010-09-22 08:18 pm
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[RL WITH GWEN AND SULU]
Ianto pulled his jacket closer to him as he walked down the street towards the pub he was supposed to meet Gwen at. He'd gone home to change, and had just thrown on whatever he could find, because it was only Gwen, and let's face it. His head wasn't into looking good. It was still reeling from the fact that Jack, like a bloody child or something, had done something he'd explicitly told him not to do, and had ended up breaking his highly expensive machine that he'd customized himself, by the way. Of course, the damage was minimal, but he needed to wait until the spare part came in, and until then, Jack wasn't going to get any coffee from him whatsoever, even if he ordered out. Ianto wasn't sure how just quite yet, but he was going to try and make Jack regret what he'd done as much as he could.
He knew it sounded a bit juvenile, to work like that, but if that's what it came to, then that's what it would be. The shouting match he'd had with the other man that morning had sent him fuming for the whole day, to the point where he was probably snapping at Gwen more than he should be as well. He'd tried to hide down in the archives and avoid Jack as much as possible, but there was paperwork to be done that required Jack's signatures, and well. At the end of the day, when Gwen asked him if he'd like to go out for a drink, he'd all but cried in relief and heartily agreed. And so, exactly on time for when they'd arranged to meet, Ianto opened the door and made his way into the pub, scanning the crowd for Gwen's familiar face.
He knew it sounded a bit juvenile, to work like that, but if that's what it came to, then that's what it would be. The shouting match he'd had with the other man that morning had sent him fuming for the whole day, to the point where he was probably snapping at Gwen more than he should be as well. He'd tried to hide down in the archives and avoid Jack as much as possible, but there was paperwork to be done that required Jack's signatures, and well. At the end of the day, when Gwen asked him if he'd like to go out for a drink, he'd all but cried in relief and heartily agreed. And so, exactly on time for when they'd arranged to meet, Ianto opened the door and made his way into the pub, scanning the crowd for Gwen's familiar face.
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He'd dressed down to jeans and a tee-shirt, since he'd gotten the message that he was sort of a surprise tonight and he didn't want to give the other man a heart-attack or something. He'd even went ahead and met up with Gwen before, heading with her to the pub that she'd told Ianto to meet at. It was still maybe a tiny bit strange to be in Cardiff without Ianto keeping him company, but Gwen wasn't exactly a stranger at this point (especially since they'd been stuck together... sort of... for a virus), so it wasn't awkward in the least.
They'd only been there for a few moments before Sulu caught sight of Ianto at the door, nudging Gwen lightly and gesturing in his direction. "I sort of expected to see Jack's blood on him."
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Sorry it's so late! Gwen was being a problem child!
Well. At least you commented back now! Although Gwen's off of coffee for the next few days >8(
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