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[LORD] Tyki Mikk (noahism) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2015-03-27 23:28:00

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[Consider this the final straw to break the camel's back, at least in a matter of speaking. Days and days had passed with Tyki in the knowledge of knowing that this world was not what it seemed, that it was 'virtual'. Like one of Road's dreams it was a reality apart from his own and while this irritated him to his very core, there was very little he could do. Today's confirmation only reinforced the crease in his brow and the narrowing of his eyes as he followed along, silent in contemplation before he decided - ah, yes. He decided this was the last day.

The last day of getting by by getting by, by letting this place tame him. There was no way to make this like home, where his white and black lives were so distinctly separate that should he choose to live with his humanity intact he would be away from all influence, from temptation and people knowing the blistering creature he had confined inside. There's no staying in it, no playing house despite his best efforts. He's laid low but today, ah yes. Today was the last day.

He'd rekindled the growth of his Tease by days inside the jungle of sector six and that morning he went to tend to them and gather them up; letting them nestle inside him while he followed a rather succinct list of things he had to do. He returned to his nearly abandoned home in sector four and he scrubbed filth from his skin, the dirt from under his nails and every trace and smudge from his face. He shaved, he groomed his hair and pinned it back and he found a crisp white button down and vest, tailored pants and polished shoes. You have to look good when you're going to wreak havoc, after all.

Well dressed and the devil in his eyes, he shuffled a deck of cards as he then left the house at nightfall and began to walk the streets for opportunity to strike. He could pick his targets, that was true, but first he wanted to see what he could drum up by chance.]

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readystopwatch
2015-03-28 12:42 pm UTC (link)

[Ianto has no such sense of purpose this evening. In fact his day has been rather uneventful, certainly not the sort of day that's going to end in danger. Most of it's been spent in the library, alternating between researching things for the Defense Force and passive aggressively rearranging shelves when he doesn't agree with whatever absurd system is being used to organize them. But eventually even he has to reluctantly give up on sorting and filing, straighten his tie and head out into the artificial evening to start his blissfully unaware walk home.]

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noahism
2015-03-28 06:47 pm UTC (link)

[Careful Ianto, some things go bump in the night.

He's lighting up a cigarette as he walks, slowly pulling it from the pack and putting the filter to his lips when he sees Ianto - the first soul of the night. Gloved hands retreat for a book of matches in his breast pocket as he surveys Ianto carefully, determining his use. And he smiles as he waves out the match before directing course his way. Matches slipping back into his pocket and smoke unlit, he puts on a practiced smile.]

You wouldn't have a light on you, would you?

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	readystopwatch 2015-03-29 03:18 pm UTC (link)
	[Its a face he knows, even if they've never spoken before. After all Kitty did make that announcement warning the Defense Force about Tyki Mikk. It's enough to make him instantly wary, even of such an innocent question. Then again, maybe he's overreacting. He hopes he is.] Sorry, no, I'm afraid I haven't. [Always polite, even in the face of potential danger.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-30 04:12 am UTC (link)
	[Tyki still walks closer, fiddling his unlit cigarette now between his fingers before dropping his hand to his side. After a beat he'll slip the cigarette away inside the pocket of his jacket, regarding Ianto with an amused raise of his brows and a chuckle on his breath.] Too bad. That's a little disappointing. [A cigarette really would've been nice.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

readystopwatch
2015-03-30 01:15 pm UTC (link)

Sorry I couldn't help. ['Now please go away' remains unsaid. There's danger in that laugh, quiet as it is and Ianto's never been much of an action hero. Some people live for excitement and adventure whereas he had always preferred to avoid hazardous situationd whenever possible. And something tells him this encounter has the potential to become one of those situations.]

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	noahism 2015-03-30 08:48 pm UTC (link)
	So where are you headed? [If Ianto was trying to push a cue, it seems Tyki perhaps didn't get it. Or elected to ignore it. He remains standing close, head tipped to the side.] Perhaps we're headed the same way. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

readystopwatch
2015-03-30 10:15 pm UTC (link)

I rather doubt it, unless you moved in with Jack and myself while I wasn't paying attention. [Dropping Jack's name like that is deliberate. Ianto might not have much of a dangerous reputation but Jack certainly does. It sounds more than a little like a childish threat. My boyfriend will beat you up or something absurd like that. He's almost embarrassed by it. Still worth trying though.]

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	noahism 2015-03-30 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	Ah, yes. Jack. [Jack, Jack, Jack.] Quite the interesting man, that one. From what I've heard. [Tyki takes the liberty of putting his hand on Ianto's shoulder, something that shouldn't imply anything paired with his wide grin - yet... yet it seems oddly sinister. And he doesn't retract it.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-03-31 12:07 am UTC (link)
	[Well so much for that plan.] I've always thought so. [He shifts back a bit, away from that hand. Maybe he should just walk away.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 12:31 am UTC (link)
	[He doesn't let go. In fact his fingers clench a little tighter.] You should come have a drink at my bar. Ever been to the Compass? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-03-31 12:37 am UTC (link)
	Tempting as that offer is, [Not] I'm afraid I'll have to decline. Long day of alphabetizing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 12:54 am UTC (link)
	It's more of a request than an offer. [Heh.] One I think you're better off obliging. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-03-31 01:05 am UTC (link)
	No, thank you. [He has no real way to refuse, but he does anyway. Even if his opponent didn't have any sort of powers he's hardly likely to win in a fight if that's what this confrontation comes to. But he still does his best to meet Tyki's unnerving eyes as squarely as he can. Might as well try to be brave.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 01:52 am UTC (link)
	You're better off obliging... [He repeats with a sigh, before letting his hand sink straight down and through Ianto's shoulder. He hovers, phased, inside the hollow of his chest.] Now. Unless you want to hold your own heart while you bleed out, you'll walk with me to the Devil's Compass. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

readystopwatch
2015-03-31 11:01 am UTC (link)

[He always feels the same odd combination of fear and resignation in these sorts of situations, the sort that wants to say why is it always me? but can't. He imagines Tyki must be able to feel the way his heart is pounding. His hand is inside his chest after all. He looks away quickly, feeling a bit queasy at the sight. Running obviously isn't possible and neither is reaching for his communicator. Maybe someone will spot them on their walk but otherwise he can't think of any escape plans so he swallows hard and focuses on walking with a hand phased inside him.]

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	noahism 2015-04-02 05:21 am UTC (link)
	Good boy. [Tyki keeps a casual stride, relaxed as can be. His other hand goes up, palm open.] Communicator. I'd rather you not invite us any company. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-04-02 10:50 am UTC (link)
	[Ianto hands him his communicator, feeling like he's letting go of his last safety net in this situation. Even though he didn't think he would be able to reach for it just having it on his person was comforting. Now he's entirely alone in this situation.] What are you planning on doing with me? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-04 07:21 am UTC (link)
	Like I said, we're going to head to my bar. Have a drink or two and then I'll decide. [He pockets the communicator, casually steers Ianto toward the Devil's Compass. It doesn't take long.] If you're entertaining there's less reason to kill you after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

readystopwatch
2015-04-04 12:04 pm UTC (link)

[Ianto swallows hard, not liking the fact that Tyki has an inside view on the way that casual threat makes his hart start racing with fear. He doesn't for one second think he's bluffing. The bar comes into sight and he lets himself be steered inside, turning to John Hart's words for comfort, of all people. He was right though, what was the point of being on a top secret team if you couldn't count on a last minute rescue? Jack has saved him from more dire and unexpected situations in the past. He must notice that he's late coming home. He'll be here. He'll save him.]

I'll try my best to keep the conversation interesting, then.

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noahism
2015-04-05 06:57 am UTC (link)

Good, good. Now get inside. [Tyki gives him a little shove forward, holding him by the back of the neck now with one hand while the other still remains inside his chest. It's a prompt to get the door and shuffle in while Tyki leisurely looks side to side to ensure nobody's around. It's late enough to fathom they won't be disturbed.]

Go pour me a drink. [Another shove, this time Tyki letting him go once inside. Like a cat ready to bat around a trapped mouse, he's not concerned with Ianto escaping such a confined space.]

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	readystopwatch 2015-04-05 02:43 pm UTC (link)
	Any preference? [Say coffee and he may be able to charm his way out of this yet. He makes good coffee. But somehow he doesn't think he'll be that lucky.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-09 05:04 am UTC (link)
	Wine. Red. [He has a few bottles out, not the great stuff but it'll do. His eyes track Ianto sharply- he is prey after all. He then approaches the bar, hands on his hips after locking the doors behind him.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-04-09 11:05 am UTC (link)
	[No such luck, then. If he were braver he might tell Tyki to stop playing with him and do his worst, or that he wasn't going to get away with this, but instead he just opens a bottle of wine and pours a glass, trying to keep his hands steady. It's hard to manage when he hears the lock on the door click shut.] Here. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-12 04:20 am UTC (link)
	Feel free to pour yourself a little. [Tyki says while reaching out for the glass. He sips, sighs and enjoys. Eyes closed for the moment.] In fact I'd recommend it... (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-04-12 02:29 pm UTC (link)
	I'm fine, thank you. [He does his best to be brave, to meet Tyki's smirking gaze as confidently as he can. He has no doubts this is going to end badly, but at the same time he's tired of being played with. He just wants whatever is going to happen to be over with as quickly as possible.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-16 05:19 am UTC (link)
	[Tyki leans forward, reaching to take Ianto by the tie, the lapel, the collar of his shirt - whatever he can hook his fingers into to tug him forward. Just so he can grin in his face with an icy meeting of their eyes.] You sure about that? This is last call. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	readystopwatch 2015-04-16 02:49 pm UTC (link)
	[No, not his perfectly starched and ironed suit you monster. They don't even have a dry cleaner here. Maybe that brief moment of indignation emboldens him slightly, just enough to be honest in his reply.] Does a last call really matter? Or anything I do now, really? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-21 04:17 am UTC (link)
	Like I said, the more interesting you are... [He reaches down for Ianto's wrist with one hand, the other still clenched to his collar. He skims Ianto's fingers, not so delicately taking one and giving it a crisp snap.] The kinder I may be. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

readystopwatch
2015-04-21 12:05 pm UTC (link)

[Ianto lets out a sharp, pained sound as that snap echoes through the bar. He's broken bones before - one of his earliest memories is of his dad pushing him too high on the swings, of falling and breaking an arm. But having experienced something before does nothing to negate the pain now, particularly when it comes so suddenly. He tries to think of Jack, of how he would respond to this situation. On second thought probably not a good idea since it would likely be threats or flirting. He swallows hard and replies shakily.] I'm afraid I'm not a very interesting person.

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