Rose M. Tyler (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} jeopardysfriend) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} vas_captio_rpg,@ 2009-12-07 20:23:00 |
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Who: Rose Tyler and Ianto Jones
What: Being darling
When: Day 30, early afternoon
Where: The gym
Rating: PG...ish
Status: Active
Rose hadn't hesitated when she'd read that Ianto was awake, speaking, and in the gym hoping for company. And she had to admit, it didn't hurt that there was an offer of food, there, too. Food her sweet Jack had already tested and verified was okay.
Granted, she hadn't really wanted to see anyone, or talk to anyone for that matter. She'd said what little she thought she could manage just trying to find out what had happened to Ianto. And to Sarah Jane, but that was different. She could relate to the older woman, the one who'd travelled with her Doctor long before she had. She seemed to have answers and concern when no one else did. With Sarah Jane, Rose didn't mind admitting what had happened in that locker room. The others...it would likely be a bit.
Ianto, though, she at least felt like she could trust. That and, having already gone through an awful experience of his own, he wasn't likely to ask a lot of questions. And she figured he probably needed a friend just then.
Rose arrived in the gym, familiar territory to her by now, pausing only briefly by her usual sleeping spot to grab her journal and her blankets before heading over to the clinic area of the gymnasium. When she saw the tired but very alive looking Ianto, she gave a bittersweet smile. "Hey, you," she said, dropping on to the bed beside his after leaning down to press the lightest of kisses against his cheek. "I hate to break it to you, but you look like hell."
What: Being darling
When: Day 30, early afternoon
Where: The gym
Rating: PG...ish
Status: Active
Rose hadn't hesitated when she'd read that Ianto was awake, speaking, and in the gym hoping for company. And she had to admit, it didn't hurt that there was an offer of food, there, too. Food her sweet Jack had already tested and verified was okay.
Granted, she hadn't really wanted to see anyone, or talk to anyone for that matter. She'd said what little she thought she could manage just trying to find out what had happened to Ianto. And to Sarah Jane, but that was different. She could relate to the older woman, the one who'd travelled with her Doctor long before she had. She seemed to have answers and concern when no one else did. With Sarah Jane, Rose didn't mind admitting what had happened in that locker room. The others...it would likely be a bit.
Ianto, though, she at least felt like she could trust. That and, having already gone through an awful experience of his own, he wasn't likely to ask a lot of questions. And she figured he probably needed a friend just then.
Rose arrived in the gym, familiar territory to her by now, pausing only briefly by her usual sleeping spot to grab her journal and her blankets before heading over to the clinic area of the gymnasium. When she saw the tired but very alive looking Ianto, she gave a bittersweet smile. "Hey, you," she said, dropping on to the bed beside his after leaning down to press the lightest of kisses against his cheek. "I hate to break it to you, but you look like hell."