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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]

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.

[Private to Ianto]

Yeah. I hate it when that happens.

Your online time is... research? That'll do.

[Private to Jack]

I imagine so. In fact if I never have to witness it again I'll be just fine with that.

That works for me, too.

[Private to Ianto]

Sorry. Or... well, it's never happened on purpose. My purpose. I'll shut up, now, that's making no sense.

So long as you can justify it, the internet is yours.

[Private to Jack]

Yes, I know. Should I admit it makes sense to me? (Should I be worried that it does?)

Thank you. I'll take good care of it.