InsaneJournal

Sleeping in the barn wasn't the most comfortable thing there was, but the scent of hay and the feel of Jack nearby helped sleep find him fairly easily.  Unfortunately, it meant that he felt stiff as all get out (not the fun kind of stiff, either) and that he needed to actually move to get himself feeling rather like himself again.  

Ianto murmured something to Jack with regards to what he was doing and where he was going and took himself back to town, stretching his legs in a walk.  No jogging.  He had promised.  It'd jostle his arm too much for anyone's liking, including his own.  And, frankly, Doctor House scared him.  The man was the crankiest beast Ianto had ever met and he had spent some time with Owen, after all.

Things seemed like they had calmed down a good deal, though it was still very quiet in what was left of the town.  Ianto would have given an awful lot to hear some bird song around as he walked.  But in a moment, that wish was forgotten when he stumbled up the straw men.  Like bonfire night, only with the people in town.  There was a man dressed like Logan.  There was the Doctor's suit.  There .. was a dress?  Oh good God.  And there was Jack's coat.  Well, he'd be damned in someone was going to burn Jack in effigy!

Ianto stalked over, missing the other things laying about, and proceeded to strip the Jack dummy, wrestling the coat off.  He might go after the rest of the clothes, too, since burning anyone in effigy in this place was a horrible thing at best.  He swore under his breath as he worked, wishing for two good hands.  The wool coat was heavy as hell and looked to be fairly authentic.