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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"And, well..." He grinned and quirked a brow, "No offense to Jack, but you sort of are. He's not exactly the best at this communication thing." He looked over his shoulder, to see if Gwen had gotten their drinks or, more likely, possibly would want to interject either for or against Jack.
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"Oi! Gonna drink 'em if you don't hurry over!"
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"We'd better go and join her," he said, with a smile. "She's not kidding about drinking our drinks if we don't hurry. She's done it to me before." He wound his way across the pub, planting himself down in a seat. "I see that your talent for vulching tables has proved itself to be useful yet again," he said to Gwen, with a wink.
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Chucking, Gwen pushed a beer over towards Ianto, then followed suit for Sulu before tucking into her own. The way she drank it made it pretty clear she wasn't exactly a shy girl when it came to drinking.
"He best not have ended up putting me on instant decaf this week. Not gonna be happy if he did."
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"Don't worry about that, though. I'll... I'll just stop by the shop on the corner on the way in, for you and me, until that's done. I can't say that I'll do the same for Jack, though, so. I hope you're prepared for him throwing a fit for the next few days as he goes into caffeine withdrawal..."
He turned to Sulu. "Like I said, he's a child. He's going to be in a mood all week because I'll be ignoring him, and I really just don't have the patience to deal with it right now."
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