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Tweak says, "I'm gettin' the pig!"

jenny is not a monkey... or a child (ilovetherunning) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-01-06 11:13:00

Entry tags:

!@event, !closed, ianto jones, jenny

WHO: Ianto Jones and Jenny
WHAT: Killing Toclafane.
WHEN: [Backdated] Not long before this.
WHERE: The streets of Colligo.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

Running on adrenaline and a virtually unending supply of Time Lord energy, Jenny hadn't stopped, hadn't even slowed down, in days. She was covered in dirt and ash - doing her best not to think about what the ashes had once been - and her clothing was ripped to virtual tatters.To say that she was in a good mood would be lying. To say that her mood had improved since learning of the death of one of her fathers would, also, be lying. However the desire to obliterate the Toclafane, to not at least attempt to reason with them even if such efforts continued to fall on deaf ears, had finally passed. Somewhere around the sixth or seventh hour she had felt the anger switch to sorrow and had realized that her dad was right. Killing the Toclafane wasn't going to undo any of the damage they'd done thus far. It wasn't going to make things better and it certainly wasn't going to bring anyone back to life again. Not to mention, Jenny knew that the version of her dad who had been killed wouldn't approve of a violent reaction anymore than the one still living did.

Of course, that didn't mean Jenny had stopped fighting. As mentioned, she hadn't even slowed down. She had simply switched her strategy. She'd gone from a vengeance seeking soldier to, well, her father's daughter. And this time she had vowed to stay that way.

So for the past few days, Jenny had been saving people. Anyone she came across, anyone who was hiding or injured or overwhelmed by insurmountable odds in what felt like a no-win situation, she did her best to help them all. Before, when she'd first met her dad, Jenny had wondered why people were so willing to follow along after him through all sorts of situations. Now, though, she thought she understood it a bit better. People, above all else, wanted to live. They would listen to just about anyone who was able to make that happen and, she discovered relatively quickly, they would even follow along with only minimal stupid questions being asked if the person trying to save them had already proved themselves capable of doing so. In short, Jenny had managed to gather, however inadvertently, a relative following of locals who owed her their very lives. A nice thing to have, she supposed, when this was all said and done but it made helping others a bit difficult when she had people who wanted to stay close out of some belief her very proximity was keeping the Toclafane at bay.

Fortunately, she had managed to get the latest ragtag group she'd gathered to the clinic. She was making her way back down the street toward a large cluster of spheres she'd spotted earlier when she noticed someone else up ahead. Hefting up the gun created by none other than the Nikola Tesla - or, at least, one of the ones he'd made that she'd tweaked a bit - Jenny took aim at a Toclaphane that had appeared behind the man while three more came at him from in front. "Oi!" she called out, "no cheating!" Then she fired, barely waiting for the electricity to reach the sneaky sphere before jogging closer to the rest of the action. Recognizing the man under attack at Ianto Jones, she stopped when she was close enough to help if needed but not so close she'd be in his way.

"Fancy meeting you here," she greeted the man and, for the first time in days, Jenny managed a smile that didn't feel entirely forced.

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inloyalservice
2011-01-12 02:42 am UTC (link)

Ianto couldn't help but be impressed with Jenny's skill. She was good in a way the others at Torchwood never had been, and he supposed it came from being the daughter of the Doctor. After all, he'd seen the Timelord accomplish things that should have been impossible more than once in his life.

There was one Toclafane left and he shot it before making his way after her. It was exhilerating, fighting beside her, in a way it had only ever been with Jack. He put it down to people not quite from his world and left it at that, just enjoying the experience. It really was about time he started socialising, instead of pining for Jack. And it had been pining, however pathetic that made him.

He had to be just as mental as her to be going along into the middle of a group of Toclafane, but then Torchwood seemed as good an excuse as Doctor's daughter, especially when you considered he'd been part of the organisation twice. He could have left after Torchwood One and the Battle of Canary Wharf and had a normal life, but instead he'd chosen to go to Cardiff and Torchwood Three. He supposed that made him just as insane as her, if not moreso.

"So," he said as they went on their way, "how do you like it here?"

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ilovetherunning
2011-01-12 09:44 pm UTC (link)

Grinning over at him as they made their way down the street, she gave a slight shrug of her slim shoulders. "It's not so bad, I suppose," she answered honestly. "Thought it was brilliant at first, of course, until all of this started to happen. Now..." She turned, not missing a beat as she shot a Toclafane that had appeared in front of them. When it crashed on the ground at her feet, she swiftly kicked it so that it soared into the air and managed to knock two others off course before crashing through an abandoned shop window.

"Ha! Did you see that? Complete accident. Oh, I am good," she exclaimed before realizing she'd been mid-conversation before being interrupted. Sobering a bit, without even so much as a pause, she finished with, "I still find it brilliant, actually, just decidedly more dangerous. Wonderful for me, considering I was made for this sort of thing, but it certainly isn't for everyone."

She fell silent for a second, head tilted as she used her ridiculously good hearing to listen for any Toclafane up ahead. Not hearing any of them close enough to be a threat, she looked back to Ianto and questioned, "What about you? Is the city living up to the memories of your last visit?"

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inloyalservice
2011-01-18 04:10 am UTC (link)

Ianto raised an eyebrow at the display, barely resisting the urge to clap. "That was certainly impressive," he said with a small smile. "Just imagine if you had been trying." He lifted his gun and shot a Toclafane that approached, then returned his attention to their conversation. It really was surprisingly easy to multitask if you just paid attention on your surroundings. And that was one thing Ianto had always been very good at, observing and dividing his attention.

"If it weren't for the death," Ianto said, "I would be enjoying it...or at least feeling comfortable with it. After all, this is the sort of problems we faced at Torchwood. It's almost nice to have a bit of familiarity. As it is? I guess dying before I came here has put me off it."

He shrugged at her question. "Last time I was here," he explained, "we all got messed about into alternate versions of ourselves, I ended up getting kidnapped by the Master to mess with Jack and there were multiple near death experiences...so you could definitely say it's living up to expectations. Whether that's a good thing or not...it's hard to say."

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