whowillsaveme (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} whowillsaveme) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} parabolical,@ 2008-05-18 17:06:00 |
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WHO: Owen Harper & Ianto Jones
WHAT: The Master has abandoned Ianto, and Owen goes to retrieve him.
WHERE: Where Ianto first met the Master
WHEN: May 18th
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
Owen wasn't sure what he was expecting to find. Frankly, he would have been a lot happier to find Ianto bleeding, beaten, and on the edge of death than what he anticipated: perfectly intact with the rather large exception of his mind. Mental breaks were something that he'd never been able to handle well. Psychology was not what he'd gone to school for, and he could only hope that whatever had happened to Ianto could be fixed with time.
"Yan?" Owen called as he headed toward the address that he'd been given, keeping his eyes open as he went for any sign of his friend and colleague. Owen hoped silently to himself that this wasn't some kind of ambush, that the Master had gotten bored with just one pet and had decided to set them up in order to get another. While he knew that Ianto wouldn't have put him into that sort of situation when he was in his right mind, it was hard to tell what he would do like this. "Ianto, if you can hear me, answer."
WHAT: The Master has abandoned Ianto, and Owen goes to retrieve him.
WHERE: Where Ianto first met the Master
WHEN: May 18th
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
Owen wasn't sure what he was expecting to find. Frankly, he would have been a lot happier to find Ianto bleeding, beaten, and on the edge of death than what he anticipated: perfectly intact with the rather large exception of his mind. Mental breaks were something that he'd never been able to handle well. Psychology was not what he'd gone to school for, and he could only hope that whatever had happened to Ianto could be fixed with time.
"Yan?" Owen called as he headed toward the address that he'd been given, keeping his eyes open as he went for any sign of his friend and colleague. Owen hoped silently to himself that this wasn't some kind of ambush, that the Master had gotten bored with just one pet and had decided to set them up in order to get another. While he knew that Ianto wouldn't have put him into that sort of situation when he was in his right mind, it was hard to tell what he would do like this. "Ianto, if you can hear me, answer."