I admit, I dared him

[likesthecoat]

Dear TIC,

The Captain has cracked his nut. Please send help.

Yours,

Ianto


He's a good singer, though.





[ooc: La.]

Comments

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

I see them every day. Trust me, I know.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
lucky bastard

I know you do. at least he adds... pretty to the Hub?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

*smugs about smugly*

He adds a lot more than pretty.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
yes yes i will have to drop in every so often so you don't get too smug

Oh trust me, I can imagine. Pretty and a bit of mystery, yeah?



[ooc: um does Ianto know martha and jack got together? I don't remember...

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

What makes you think your presence will keep me from being smug?

Pretty, a bit of mystery, and now bare knees.

[ooc: Nope, he does not. And he may not be pleased to find out.]

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
well, I'd have to at least try.

Good god man... whats next elbows??

[ooc: hmm...

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

Nope. No one can reduce my smug. My smug is a part of me.

OH NO NOT THE ELBOWS!

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
Oh is it now? Thems fighting words!

oh dear god... and thighs....

ohwellthatsnotsobad

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

Bring it on!

*eyebrows* Yes, he has all the requisite body parts, Martha.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
*snorts* GUNS AT DAWN!


*rolls eyes* yes I know

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

YOU SHALL KNOW US BY THE TRAIL OF OUR DEAD!

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
HA! The band?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

. . . yeah. What's the correct response to "guns at dawn," anyway? "I'll bring the sledgehammers"?

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
I think it would be great if it were....

Fifty paces?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

See, it's no fun as a duel without the slapping and "you have insulted my honor!" and whatnot.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
...alright then...


*slaps with a glove*

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

Nah, really, that's all right. Let's just mudwrestle the next time you're in Cardiff.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
*snorts* are we selling tickets to the event?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

Sure, why not? Though we'd probably sell more if I were a girl.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
No see, we're hitting both demographics... you pull in the girls, I got the guys... except for the ones that swing both ways and then they are real happy.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Lorne]

You'd also pull in a certain sort of girl just like I'd pull in a certain sort of bloke. Perhaps we would sell a lot of tickets. Hm.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
God... Ianto we'd be unstoppable. Invincible. And really hot.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

I suspect we would be.

[hisdarklady.livejournal.com]

[Private to Ianto]
You'd suspect right.

Now, I'm going to switch notes for a moment... How are you doing love?

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[Private to Martha]

I'm all right, I suppose. Missing Lorne like mad, trying to keep busy with work.

How are you?