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likesthecoat) wrote2007-07-21 01:17 pm
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log for Near: Cardiff
Ianto promised Near a good restaurant, so he's put on a suit and made reservations. Now he's just waiting for Near (and his driver.)
(Which makes him laugh. Near has a driver.)
(Which makes him laugh. Near has a driver.)
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"I don't want to put you out, and I'm here at the rank already..." he says. "I'll be there in a few minutes, probably," he adds, getting into the back of the taxi and giving him the address.
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"Oh, yes-- by all means, please do. It'll be like having one of those little audio tour-guides."
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He keeps up bit of patter throughout Near's drive, guessing, mostly correctly, when he's passing various churches and memorials and schools, and finally says, "You should be pulling up in front of my flat now."
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"I don't mind," he says, in answer to the question. "Whichever you prefer is fine with me."
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"Lead the way," he says.
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"So," he says, because there's no reason to delay this, "Lorne and I talked. Well, you know. Online."
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"And presumably he said yes?"
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"...That is sort of... understandable. After you say something like that, it would be... hard to know the person you said it to was with someone else," he says quietly.
"And then--" he hesitates for a second, "...there's the distance issue."
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"I don't know what to do about Jack. Giving him up will be very hard, if it comes to that."
[ooc: Gotta break for the evening, I think: we have con stuff and I need dinner.]
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He takes a deep breath.
"...And you know how hard it would be for him to get away. You know... being where he is," he says quietly, hoping Ianto will catch his meaning.
[OOC: No problemo; my internet crapped out on me right after I got the notification of that comment anyway. Have a nice time, and we can pick up tomorrow. :)]
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"Yes, I know." He glances at Near again. "The Pegasus Galaxy. I know."
[ooc: It'll probably be more like Monday--I'll be in transit most of tomorrow.]
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He ponders this for a moment.
"...Still, when it gets to the point of space ships and... gate things, one galaxy is the same as the next, isn't it?"
[OOC: That's cool, I was shopping with mum all day and I didn't get a lot of sleep last night, so I'm taking to bed for a few hours as of now anyway. Travel safely and have as nice a time as possible!]
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"It's three million light years away."
He frowns at the road. "I suppose it is. But the thought of leaving Earth is just . . . I can't do it."
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"Do you mean to leave it permanently, or...?"
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"The thought of standing on another planet terrifies me."
Three million light years is much, much farther away than three million miles. Ianto will be happy to explain it.
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"Really?"
[OOC: My bad! I actually do know the difference, I swear. It's just six am and I'm working on a log, another thread, and a plotting session with a friend of mine about another RP for tomorrow and thus, I make mistakes. Near would definitely know the difference, anyway~]
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