Ianto Jones (readystopwatch) wrote in marinanova, @ 2015-10-20 09:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | charlotte charles, ianto jones, kitty pryde (aoa), nico di angelo, quinn fabray, spike |
Day 346 | Video
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[His conversation with Mary has been on his mind a lot this morning, wondering if he was right about their captors playing favorites, regretting that he wasted it by asking all the wrong questions, pointless ones rather than inquiring about why people vanish and what brings them back. He doesn't need any outside confirmation about what's happened; he knew the moment he woke up in an empty bed and felt the cold, empty line on his wrist where his band usually sits.
Every piece of his suit is impeccably in place like armor. He looks a little pale, a little quiet but perfectly composed, perfectly calm, just Ianto reporting in on something as everyday as coffee or the weather. He's done this before, when Jack left to find the Doctor and even though everything is different he remembers how to deal with it, how to keep tight control on himself a fact as though everything is alright. It's not, it's so far from alright he doesn't think he'll ever recover but he always lies when he's hurting, even when everything feels like its crumbling out beneath him.]
Jack's gone. Considering how involved he was in things here I thought everyone should know. Among other things we'll need to do a bit of restructuring to the Defense Force although I'm not sure I'm the appropriate one to handle that at the moment. I'll let you know if I discover any more.
[Private to Spike]
[Its just a second or two, but there's a lot unsaid in it. Things like is this my fault for what I said last night? or please come over I need a friend or I need some space right now, please leave me alone or come over, I need you as more than just a friend. Or maybe he just pushed the wrong button on the communicator. It's only a few seconds after all. Then it's off.]