Writer's Block: Going the distance

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I don't think moving to another city would uproot my entire life. But yeah, I would. I'd move a lot farther than a city, for that matter.

Wow, I don't even remember the last time I did one of these. It was... a long time ago. I haven't even been using his journal very often, which is sort of a shame. I actually got a little concerned because some of the viruses lately have been passing me by, and I wasn't sure if it was just plain luck or because the community was getting ready to forget about me. Seriously, I was freaking out because something strange wasn't happening to me. That's not what I'd call healthy.

I should probably make sure not to bring any of that up at the next psych evaluation.

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Let's pretend it does, because I'm still not sure I know what the word even means.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Fair enough.

...you really would, though? Move over here, that is. For...for me?

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[parked]

Yeah, I would.

But we probably shouldn't consider that until, you know, I'm not in deep space and on active duty.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Oh, no. Of course. You've still got, what... A few good years stationed on that ship of yours, after all.

I'm happy with what we've got going on right now. There's no rush to change it. It's just that...well. I never even had thought of the possibility of. Y'know. Anything like that. We're usually so far away from each other, after all... I mean, except for when I visit, or you visit, but. You know what I mean, yeah?

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We're only a universe, a couple of lightyears and four timezones apart, you know. Nothing a Portkey can't fix, of course. But, it's more something to think about in the future than right now. It just seemed like a pretty timely question.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Oh, only, is it?

But it was. Timely. I mean. Considering... You know. ...things.

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[parked]

Just about. Give or take a couple of lightyears.

But yeah, it was. Seemed a little like fate, almost.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Well, when you put it that way...

Do you believe in fate, then?

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[parked]

I like to think it holds some bearing in life from time to time. It's a little outdated of me, I guess, but hey. We've all got quirks.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Do you think that it holds some bearing here, then? With us?

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[parked]

Yeah. I do.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

In what way?

[Ianto knows it's a difficult question, but he wants to know. As if things aren't sappy enough for the pair of them already]

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If it didn't, you wouldn't be back here now.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

From the way I understand it, you and Jack had something to do with it too, you know.

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You know how pessimistic Jack can be. I don't think I could have convinced him to try without something like fate pushing it that way.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Maybe, yeah. I still think you deserve more credit than either of you are giving yourselves, though. I mean. At the end of the day, it's not fate that I'm thanking that I'm still here, you know?

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[parked]

Maybe we should give ourselves more credit, yeah, but hey. We already have pretty large egos. You really want to make it worse?

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[torchwoodteaboy]

Mmmm, perhaps not, no. You do make a good point, there.