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madeinwales (madeinwales) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2010-07-09 12:06:00

Not so fun park
Who: Ianto Jones and Dean Winchester and anyone else who wants to hop on for a ride
What: Walking into a trap
When: Noon to evening, Day 2
Where: The Carnival
Rating: C for Carnie! (PG-13?)
Status: Incomplete

It was a very depressing thing, having to go out and about, even in a prison of sorts, in a rumpled suit. Ianto had tried to save it as much as he could, sleeping in his skivvies, but the suit had had a full day on the job as Torchwood and then another day wandering about this place. So as Ianto walked, Ianto sighed, too, smoothing a palm over an offensive crease in his trousers and keeping his eyes open for Dean. Or at least for someone who looked like they were looking for someone. Clutched in one hand was his journal, ticket tucked safely inside. He had a very bad feeling about all of this, and sorely missed his stungun at the moment.

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fallen_hunter79
2010-07-16 07:54 pm UTC (link)

(might wanna do R, Dean has a bit of a mouth on him)

Dean slowly made his way towards the carnival, rubbing his eyes with his palm looking less like a tough demon hunter and more like a five year old. He knew this was obviously a bad place, that they had been brought here against their will apperantly for some type of experiment but come on, no coffee? That's just inhuman. And he had discovered to nobody's surprise that sleeping on a pile of books sucked ass.

He pulled his worn out brown leather jacket tighter around his body, more as a form a of comfort than a reaction to the temprature. He scanned the area for....what was his name? Tanto? Whatever, he was pretty sure the dude would have an accent, there seemed to be a lot of those floating around but hopefully he was easier to understand than twinkle-toes Gambit.

Finally spotting the man he was supposed to meet (unless there were lots of guys wandering the area in rumpled suits) he couldn't help but size the guy up. He was kind of small, looked about mid twenties, and Dean assumed he probably wasn't much use in a fight....maybe he should have waited for Sam. Still, he had been wrong before about underestimating a person's fighting skills and it had gotten him his ass handed to him on more than one occasion so he figured he'd keep his mouth shut.

He made his way up to the guy and forced a friendly smile on his face. He could be nice...he just usually didn't like to. Dean held out his hand cautiously but the smile remained on his face, "Dean Winchester, you the guy I'm supposed to meet?"

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madeinwales
2010-08-01 12:57 am UTC (link)

Tanto? It's a very good thing that Ianto couldn't read minds because he would have been mortified to find out that Dean thought his name was Tanto. That was just painful. The lone ranger's side kick. Though, he was a side kick of sorts. Sort of.

If Ianto was kind of small to Dean, then Dean was probably a well built guy. Ianto stuck his hand out as well, offering a firm if brief handshake. "Yep, that's me. Ianto Jones. Other bloke who's stupid enough to walk into a trap." Ianto's accent, fortunately, wasn't difficult to understand and maybe even a little lyrical. And Dean looked very strange with a smile pasted on. It strained his face in interesting ways.

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