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vc_player_npc (vc_player_npc) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-17 18:07:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 08, ianto jones, location: library, npc

Day Eight: clone!Jack and Ianto
Who: clone!Jack and Ianto Jones
What: Coffee and a shag maybe
When: Early afternoon
Where: The Library
Rating: TBD
Status: Active

This was going to be so much fun. He had started off in the Library with one of those wonderful little leather journal thingies they had given him during processing. There didn't seem to be anyone else around and it felt like the perfect place to be for what he wanted to do. Which was shag, of couse. That and drink coffee but there wasn't any. He knew there wasn't because he was told so when he was processed. That didn't stop him from wanting some. No, it didn't!

Whistling a tune from some old song written during World War II, clone!Jack gazed at himself in the pieces of broken mirror still afixed to the wall in the library bathroom, spiffed his hair a little and splashed some icy cold water on his face. Ah! He was ready. Ianto would be here any moment and he was sure he looked perfect. Everything was perfect. He would have his shag AND help the clone!Ianto at the same time.

"Good man, Jack old boy!" he said to himself, immitating Ianto's accent and the timbre of his voice. Then with a lightness in his step he walked back out to the stacks to wait for Ianto to arrive where he couldn't help but whistle again as he looked at the spines of books to pass the time.

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madeinwales
2009-05-18 09:16 pm UTC (link)

...Right.

It was a wonder Ianto could take any of this seriously. As it was, he had to shift mental gears again, coming down a notch. Any further, and he'd be shifting into neutral. Keeping up with this Jack wasn't a problem. The problem was pausing now and again to let this Jack catch up.

"Mm, I do, I really do. But only in real sand, Jack. Can you take me there?" Ianto reached out and touched lightly at Jack's cheek, wondering if any of this would work or if he'd have to fend off a double's advances. "I don't have a very good imagination. Surely you know this already."

But he did have a fairly devious mind. And a sick desire to toss this Jack at the real Jack and watch things go haywire.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-18 09:42 pm UTC (link)

It was nice to be touched by Ianto. He liked it a lot but something was not right about this now. He wasn't sure what it was but he did not like it one bit. Not Jack looked at Ianto in confusion. What was Ianto playing at? "You know this place has glass walls, silly. How can I take you to real sand? We have to pretend or we won't get to shag. I know you can pretend a little or you would never have gotten a job with my team. No way, José!"

He took a few steps back and folded his arms with a small pout. "You don't want me anymore, do you? I'm too old. That's it, isn't it? Except I don't look old, Ianto! Why don't you want me?"

It wasn't fair. He was so happy but it felt ruined now. Why did Ianto keep telling him no? That was not supposed to happen. He was supposed to have a glorious romp with the real Ianto and then they would be together forever and ever. Why was this Ianto a mean little man like the replacement one?

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madeinwales
2009-05-19 07:58 am UTC (link)

"I must have forgotten about the walls," he murmured and dropped his hands back into his lap. Ianto watched the would be Jack pose and posture and pout for a long moment or three, just to let his mind bubble through the problem of what to do with all of this.

Finally, he decided on truth. It might work, it might blow up in his face, who knew? Ianto pat the table next to him, encouraging and coaxing Jack to sit next to him. "You aren't old. That isn't it at all." You're beautiful. You know this already. Ianto shook his head. "You're just not my Jack. I can't tell if you're newly made or if you're pretending, but I'm hoping it's the former. No shagging at the moment, I'm afraid, but if you promise to work with me, I'll promise to take care of you." This one seemed ... simple. Maybe he could appeal to something this Jack wanted?

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-19 08:15 am UTC (link)

The almost Jack wanted to sit next to Ianto and be touched by him again. Oh how he wanted it badly! He was hesitant when he sat on the edge of the table next to the object of his desire. This all was making him so lovesick and he was horny and wanted to shag and why wasn't there any shagging?

"Ianto, don't be silly! I can take care of myself and you know it. I am perfect. In-de-structible and flawless. I am your Jack because I remember everything we had together and all of the wonderful escapades when we'd almost get caught by Tosh or Owen in the conference room."

Jack closed his eyes and smiled with pleasure at the memories. Then he frowned in such an opposite way from his smiling that he looked almost haggard and he knew he did not want to do that for long. Ianto had to succumb soon or he would start wrinkling.

"I lied about my Ianto. He is a mean little man who doesn't like me at all. So you see? You are all I have and you are what I want." He tossed off his coat and began unbuttoning his shirt. "See? I'm the same as ever. This is what you want as much as I do."

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madeinwales
2009-05-19 12:06 pm UTC (link)

Flawless? Ianto actually snorted at that, but he didn't say anything. Jack? Flawless? What a ridiculous idea. Jack was so riddled with flaws that some days Ianto wondered how he functioned at all. But then, so were the rest of them.

"Tell me about your Ianto? What's he like?" Ianto was willing to bet that this Jack's Ianto was the Ianto double he had met earlier. Though, the idea that he was little was a bit befuddling. As was the fact that Jack was stripping. Why was Jack stripping?

"Um. Where.. what.. are you doing..?"

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-19 02:23 pm UTC (link)

Ianto was making those funny faces that told Almost-Jack that he had gone too far again. So he took it down a notch because he wanted his man friend to be comfortable with him. Instead of unbuttoning his pants after he took off his shirt he only leaned on his elbow and looked at Ianto. Right in the eyes. He tried very hard to make the look deep and loving and wanting and giving.

"I'm loving you, Ianto. Pure and simple." His voice was lazy and his eye heavy-lidded now. He was all but drowsing on Ianto's shoulder, shirtless and petting the back if the other man's hand with his fingertips. "Is it enough? The other Ianto doesn't like me very much. He says mean things to hurt my feelings. I think he thinks I'm stupid but you and I both know I am not stupid at all. I am very smart and very handsome and very lucky."

He leaned in to give Ianto a kiss with his eyes closed.

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