Nope. No heads. Not for a month or so. ... Two complete intestinal tracks yesterday, though. That was interesting.
*Coffee. Yes. First cup he's had all afternoon.* Cheers. I do want to try and learn, though. And uh. He comes and goes, I'll text in to warn you if he's heading in ahead of me. *Will do his best to keep the man on a tight leash. Though... that's obviously going to be difficult.*
*If you didn't know better what, Jack Harkness...*
*Rolls her eyes. Relishes a lot of her wedding. His mother, not so much.* Ooooh, I don't like the woman, but I tolerate her, like any daughter in law. *Groans and shakes her head.* It must be, he wouldn't explain why I got it.
*And the thought of fruitcake.* I usually uh...dispose of it. I don't do fruitcake.
*...You know what.*
Heh. Domestics. You know that's one thing I don't miss. *Sounds a little more bitter than he intended.*
*Stops and looks at her when she mentions disposing of it.* How? Cause Tosh got me one every year. I never knew what to do with them. *Scratches the back of his head.* Started using them on the shooting range and man, the suckers can take a lot of lead confused
*They'll eventually end up back in the center of the Hub.*
... Two complete intestinal tracks yesterday, though. That was interesting.
As long it doesn't get mixed up with the sausages. *Morbid sense of humor, sorry. Isn't one to judge though, what with all dead people/aliens Torchwood stores...*
*Nods. His only worry about Sherlock is his obvious distaste of any "authority" figure, which Captain Jack Harkness very much is. Guesses the two might get into a few rows, but surely Jack's already aware of that.*
*Speaking of, looks over to Jack and Gwen as they arrive. Will offer Gwen a cup as well but excuses himself shortly afterwards, deciding to finish his earlier task before Phete arrived. Unless John wants to continue his tour in to places he would find more...interesting.*
*Swaggers down to the archives, pausing to just watch him for a moment.*
Ianto Jones, always organized. *Grins and approaches to get a better look at what he's doing but nervously avoiding any eye contact.* Even though this place is brand new! Didn't think there was anything to sort.
*Switches off the music, pleasantly surprised at Jack's appearance.*
The Hub may be new but it came out of a quagmire. Still some odds and ends to be dealt with before we can put that behind us. *Didn't...mean for it to sound that morose. Takes out the "electric toothbrush" turned tazer they used during the Cyberman battle, trying to lighten the mood.*
Like this for example, I'm not sure if it belongs in the armory, alien tech, or my bathroom sink.
*Stares at the floor when he mentions a quagmire. Knows he didn't mean anything by it but Jack still harbors a lot of guilt over that incident. It's true he paid his own price, and building this place was, in part, to make up for it all but that won't bring back those innocent lives.*
*Barks out a laugh though, with Ianto's deadpan humor, grinning and shaking his head. Transitions to another subject after that, shifting uncomfortably against the cabinet he was leaning against.*
So, how are things back home? I mean...back in your timeline.
*Can see the pain etched across his face like a wrinkle, if Jack ever gets wrinkles that is. Has his own set of guilt after the incident but has since reconciled with what had happened. Doesn't blame Jack for anything, and wishes he knew that...*
*Accidentally slams a filing cabinet shut after Jack asks that last question, jumping at the sound. Nervously tries to readjust himself afterwards, not wanting to betray his frayed nerves.*
Um...fine. Just fine. *Should probably say more than that shouldn't he? It's not exactly convincing.* It's just...hard, when I see you. I have to keep two Jacks sorted. *Smirks.* Lucky me.
*Looks up, eyebrows furrowed. Hadn't ever thought what it must be like, in two separate times with separate sets of people, trying to keep things straight. Of course Ianto handles it brilliantly, the man's so full of surprises...Still, it reminds Jack that keeping Ianto around, knowing the future, is a selfish choice. His own selfish choice.*
You don't have to stay, if you don't want...I mean I could understand if you did, it must feel like cheating. *Truth is he's not commiserating with Ianto at all. It feels like cheating to Jack, like cheating the universe and he's desperately afraid of when it will end.*