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madeinwales (madeinwales) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Ianto's eyes took on the shine that they normally did when Jack waxed poetic about some of his more believable adventures. He really wanted to be out there, not permanently, but to explore and come home. He loved Wales. Didn't mean he didn't want to travel. "If you tell me you shagged Charles Dickens, I'm going to lose a lot of respect for you, Rose."

But then, this was Rose and not Jack. So, yeah.

"I .. Torchwood's all I've done, really. A job in a cafe making coffee isn't ... I mean. After this...? I couldn't work in a shop, either. Torchwood would welcome you, you know. You'd like our pet pteradactyl." Jack'd be over the moon. So would Gwen, now that he thought about it. She'd hae a shopping buddy and there'd be less over sexed testosterone sloshing about, too.