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Well. We've had an interesting night. And day. And night.

An old friend of Jack's showed up and proceeded to use our resources with nary a thanks. He's on his way again, thankfully, but not without leaving his mark. (I've yet to be impressed by anybody who claims to be an evil genius. There's always a soft white underbelly. Always.)

Also. I don't mind being called "secretary." I don't mind being called "office boy." I don't even mind being called "tea boy."

But "eye candy"?

Don't call me "eye candy."

(Plus side: we got facials and massages out of it. Jack's a demanding boss, but there are compensations.)

[ooc: Had to play with this from the BBCA Captain's Blog. Hope that's cool with y'all.]

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[Private to Jack]

In detail, with annotations.

Maybe having two sets of us wouldn't be such a bad idea--we would get twice as much done in half the time.

[ooc: Yeah, JB was a bit winceworthy . . . but the story was pretty solid, I thought. And always a fun avenue to explore in SF.

The real one is growing on me so much this season. This is what they wanted him to be last series and didn't quite get.]

[Private to Ianto]

Either that or one hell of an orgy.

[OOC: *Pets him* It's all the musical theatre. It beat the subtlety out of him. But yeah, that was interesting. Even if I do have to reserve Grey in the bar as soon as possible. Ouch.

*Nods* Have you seen Reset yet?]

[Private to Jack]

*facepalms* Your catch-all answer to everything.

[ooc: OMG yes. You don't want him broken in-bar. That would suck.

OH YES, have you?]

[Private to Ianto]

I can't help that it's so often appropriate.

[OOC: Augh. Bar is for escaping canon!angst.

Yup. :D La, la, la.

[Private to Jack]

Well, I suppose it would be a good distraction for a few hours . . .

[ooc: Speaking of which, when will you be bringing Jack back in?]

[Private to Ianto]

*Grins* I think you may be right.

[OOC: When I get my arse in gear to run a poll on which episodes we skip. :( Doing most of the reeeally isn't working.]

[Private to Jack]

Next time we're all about to die, perhaps.

[ooc: *pets* Yeah, it's been a bit slow.

I have no idea what 1941!Jack will do when he sees Jack, btw. Probably be stunned for a bit.]

[Private to Ianto]

So, next Tuesday, you think?

[OOC: Woe.

Yeeeeah... wow, that'll be awkward. Especially as I still don't have a real name for Jack. (*TEARS HAIR OUT*) "So, you used my name... what is your real name?" "Um. Maybe just stick with James Harper?"]

[Private to Jack]

You know the date of the next apocalypse ahead of time? And yet so calm. My admiration of you just tripled.

[ooc: Heh, maybe that will be best. I doubt they'll give out Jack's real name anytime soon.]

[Private to Ianto]

I'm going by statistical probability.

[OOC: They do it just to hurt me. :(]

[Private to Jack]

"The world is ending. Must be Tuesday."

[ooc: *pats* It just lends to his aura of mystery!

. . . betcha it's Blue.

*runs away*]

[Private to Ianto]

I need that on a T-shirt. Or possibly engraved on my gun.

[OOC: asakjfdKGJK.

HAHAHAHAHA.

Please god, no. That would break me.]

[Private to Jack]

I know what I'm getting you next Christmas, then.

[ooc: Hee. His family had such ordinary names I was almost disappointed. It probably actually is Jack with a different last name.]

[Private to Ianto]

*Grins* How very organised of you.

[OOC: *Nods* I considered that at one point. Ah well. I figure it's better to wait and see. Jack fits him now, at any rate.]

[Private to Jack]

Hello, have we met? I'm the fellow with a suit obsession and an almost compulsive need to keep things in order.

[ooc: *nodnod* I'm actually surprised my Ianto characterization hasn't been jossed more this series, but I'm not going to complain.]

[Private to Ianto]

Gosh, and I thought I'd been talking to Owen.

(Really? In February? I'm impressed.)

[OOC: Yeah. Mind you, my Jack characterisation is 'batshit insane,' so I can justify most anything. It's cheating, but it works for me!]

[Private to Jack]

I keep lists. When I do my shopping around November I'll have it all neatly written out by person and shop.

Don't hate me because I'm organized.

[ooc: And it's hardly noticeable!]

[Private to Ianto]

Oh, I've never hated you. Been mystified by you, yes.

You may not have noticed, but my organisation skills... aren't.

[OOC: My cunning plan, it works!]

[Private to Jack]

Mystified? Why?

I have noticed, and that's why I'm indispensable.

[Private to Ianto]

You're unusual. I've known you a long time now, and not quite figured you out. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Yep, pretty much. I'd die under pizza boxes and misfiled reports due to a mislabelled artefact if not for you, I know it.

[Private to Jack]

Oh. I never thought I was that complicated.

Yes, you would, which is a terrifying prospect.

[Private to Ianto]

We find out new things every day.

Of course, I'd also be back five minutes later, but I really hate dying. So you save me from that on a daily basis. Thanks!

[Private to Jack]

Indeed.

Yes, you would, yet that hardly inspires me to be slack in my duties. Hm.

[Private to Ianto]

I find that very comforting. Mind you, I also find the idea of you being slack for any reason a little hard to believe. Doesn't seem like your thing at all.

[Private to Jack]

I feel that even though you can come back from the dead there's no reason to abuse that ability.

Aside from the shocking amount of time I spend online? No, it really isn't.