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capt_harkness (capt_harkness) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-17 22:01:00

Entry tags:

!dropped, day 16, ianto jones, jack harkness, location: museum

WHO: Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones
WHAT: They wake up... and are not at all happy.
WHERE: Their room, the museum.
WHEN: 8:13 am.
RATING: It's Jack & Jones. You figure it out.
STATUS Active

The night before had been... well... fantastic may be a decided understatement. After spending time with Rose in the early part of the evening, Jack had taken the newly-found greatcoat and returned it to its proper owner with the promise that he'd wear this one tomorrow. After that, there hadn't been much by way of talking. Even if the stopwatch ran a few seconds fast, Jack was determined to find a few new uses for it.

And there was one promise Jack had made Ianto when he had first arrived here -- a promise Jack had finally made good on. For all of about ten minutes, Jack might have felt bad Ianto's screams rang out in the museum. But, to be quite honest, they both needed this bit of release... literally and figuratively. Content and sated, Jack curled up with Ianto in his arms, closing his eyes to catch at least a few hours of sleep. The events of the past few days were really starting to take a toll on him and the bit of sleep would do some good.

That is, until the morning came. Hearing "EXTERMINATE" was not what Jack wanted to hear first thing in the morning. Eyes wide, he sat up in the makeshift bed (forgetting that Ianto was tangled up with him) and started looking for it.

"No. Not you. Not here."

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capt_harkness
2009-07-18 03:03 pm UTC (link)

There were no cuts, not even from shaving. As Jack stared at his head (and the head stared back), he wondered if he had been drugged and his head cut off at some point in the night. It wasn't like Jack ever would have known -- not with the way his skin healed and it also wouldn't have been the first time he regrew body parts either. "I'm here," Jack replied, pressing a kiss to Ianto's forehead. "All in one piece," he repeated for a second time.

Yes, the head winked at them both and Jack couldn't suppress the full-body shudder that wracked him from head to toe. Now the thing was just creeping him out. And, really, the answering nod wasn't necessary.

"No idea. It started up when I woke you," Jack replied, arms still holding Ianto protectively against his bare chest. "But it's not stopping yet. Sounds like it's coming from in here but I can't see them either."

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madeinwales
2009-07-19 02:33 am UTC (link)

At least he wasn't imagining the wink. That was just .. disturbing and disgusting. In numerous ways. Ianto, unwilling to let go of Jack, glanced round in corners, trying to regulate his breathing and reminding himself that Daleks couldn't be here because, well, they'd be dead already. Not much of a comfort, that.

"I .. don't know. D'you see anything out of the ordinary?" Aside from the head in a jar. Ianto shuddered again and flung an arm back to twitch a blanket over it. They'd have to bury it later. Or something.

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