Ianto Jones
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 18:29:30 GMT -5
Ianto swirled around on the chair in front of the entrance to Torchwood Three. He tapped a pan along the desk, bored out of his mind. He thought about maybe brewing some coffee. He was tired and wished something would happen, anything at all at this point. He stood up and went to brew some coffee. He needed some coffee at this point. And maybe the other members could to. After all that's what he was known for here at Torchwood Three, making coffee. Definitely not being out on the front lines or anything. Jack never really let him out of the base.
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 18:33:33 GMT -5
(Mind if I join with Bryan?)
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Ianto Jones
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 18:40:41 GMT -5
(go ahead ^^)
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 18:46:20 GMT -5
(thanks)
Bryan walked into the tourist shop front and looked around. He didn't know why he didn't notice this place before, though he guessed it was because it was so well-hidden. "Hello?" he called. He ran a nervous gloved hand through his pure white hair. This place gave him the creeps and he was quickly forgetting why he came here in the first place.
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 19:11:44 GMT -5
Ianto walked back through the main office he used and spotted someone with stark white hair standing the entrance. He set down the tray of coffee and walked over. "May I help you?" he inquired in his normal curt but quiet manner.
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 7, 2010 19:11:47 GMT -5
Down below, Owen was sleeping on the couch near his work station. He had a file laying on his chest and the papers on his body, on the floor, and his work station. He was researching on something medical and he pass out on the couch. It was consider his bed more than the bed at his flat. This couch bed he does not share if you know I mean.
Twitching his nose, he smelled the magical coffee. That woke Owen up from his nap. He allowed a loud yawn out and pulled up the paper and file off him and lazily placed it on the couch. He was not known for cleanness and Ianto usually cleans it up.
Owen worked his way to his work station and pressed enter to get the computer out of sleep. Owen assumed Ianto was coming with coffee.
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 19:18:46 GMT -5
"Oh, um," Bryan said. What did I come here for again?! "I'm trying to find a map. All the other places seemed to be closed." That was right, wasn't it? He honestly wasn't sure.
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 7, 2010 19:21:34 GMT -5
Owen waited as he reads his screen. He allowed another yawn escape him as he stretched his arms out.
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 19:25:21 GMT -5
Ianto raised an eyebrow. He really needed a map? He nodded his head and picked up the coffee tray. "Well I suppose. I'll go rummage around I'm sure there's one around here somewhere." He turned on his heel and started walking down the hall. He raised his free hand indicating that the boy could follow him if he wanted. Ianto didn't really care much if people saw the base. As long as they didn't ask questions it was fine. Not to mention that if he needed to he could always erase their memory. "Coffee," Ianto announced as he walked around room giving everyone their coffee. "Do we have any maps lying around by chance?" he asked Owen as he served him his coffee.
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 7, 2010 19:33:36 GMT -5
Owen was happy to get his cup of coffee.
“A map?” Owen asked Ianto. Owen saw someone down in the Hub. This was odd. Even odd for Ianto, Owen looked at Ianto as 'you gone stupid?' look. Turning his head to the white hair person, “Maps are in the tourist office,” Owen said giving Ianto deadly look. Was Ianto playing a game with Owen? Was this a revenge of some sort? Was this a game? “Do you need to use the toilets?” Owen said looking at the white hair boy.
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 19:34:46 GMT -5
Bryan raised an eyebrow, then followed Ianto. Could it really be that easy? He kept a wary eye open as he followed. They went wide a bit as he saw the Hub. "Whoa... pretty extensive place you got here." I'm actually in Torchwood... This could be a bad idea...
He then heard the other man. "Oh, um, no, I just need a map."
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Ianto Jones
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 19:52:05 GMT -5
Ianto's face was as blank and impassive as always as he simply shrugged his shoulders at Owen. Though it did amuse him, clearly Owen wasn't to thrilled about the fact he had let a total stranger in. Ianto could handle it though. Before he turned he gave Owen a small smirk and went along to find the map. Deciding it might be funny to let the stranger deal with Owen.
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 7, 2010 20:18:07 GMT -5
If looks can kill, Owen would if he could to Ianto. And at that moment the alarm went off. Owen quickly looked on the computer and hit a key to look at the cells down below. “Janet got out,” Owen said looking at the Weevil. “How did she do that?” To make things worse, Mcfawny flew around in the Hub.
“You stay here,” Owen told the boy. “Ianto let's go.” And the boy could follow.
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 20:34:31 GMT -5
Bryan looked around. Alright, maybe this was a really bad idea! He saw the.. "Is that a pterodactyl?!" He'd seen quite a lot of things in his life, but a supposedly extinct creature was not one of them.
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Post by Ianto Jones on Dec 7, 2010 20:47:01 GMT -5
Uh oh. Well at least things weren't so boring any more. And the alarm would distract Owen from thinking of ways to kill him. As he followed Owen he glanced up at the Pterodactyl. "Yes it is," he remarked nonchalantly as he took his gun out of his waist belt. "Tread carefully," he warned over his shoulder at Bryan. He didn't need someone getting seriously hurt because of him.
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