Writer's Block: Too scary!!

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Nothing out of the ordinary, I don't think, but the space under my bed when I was 5 or so was one of those terrifying places where all the things I lost went, probably because of some monster hoarding them to try and tempt me down there. I grew out of it pretty fast but still, there's something disturbing about having a big, empty space under your bed where a person can fit.


I think I've finally made up for the lost time from that virus. I really should train somebody else to handle the botany lab if I get incapacitated like that again, because some of the plants in there are sort of volatile. But, that whole thing wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been - which is something everyone else has already pointed out.

Apologies all around for acting like a fourteen-year-old with no social graces but, in my defense, I was a fourteen-year-old with no social graces. Could have been worse, though - could have been thirteen.


So, any bets on how horrible the next virus will be, to make up for this one being pretty entertaining all around?

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Rescuing people in distress was something I sort of envisioned myself doing a lot as a kid, so the temptation was kind of irresistible. We weren't exactly subtle about the plan to escape, though. And, with all due respect, locking a teenager up in his place without so much as an explanation as to its necessity and then leaving him to his own devices was just asking for trouble.

I am sorry that, as kids, we made you worry, but I'm not going to apologize for doing it, since I still remember my reasons for doing it and they were good ones.

[51stcentury]

Although I know he's all male, the damsel part is still debatable, but "in distress"? Come on, all I did was lock him in his flat for a few days. I explained to him that the situation was only temporary, that I was his boss, and I kept an eye on him as much as I could. It couldn't've been that bad.

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[He's too busy staring at his console in disbelief right now. Probably thinking, Ianto why didn't you say anything to Jack, or, What're the rules in this situation aaaugh. Possibly both.]

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He could search his name online

He was left to his own devices

Did you not see his entry

If Ianto hasn't said anything, it's probably in my best interest not to say anything either.


((I'm so sorry for doing two tags but Sulu has a lot of feelings right now that one icon couldn't convey. XD))

[51stcentury]

...okay. Color me intrigued. Why would he have anything to say? He came back on his own accord, he changed back to the way he should be, and it seems as if everything is just back to business as usual.

Am I missing something here?

((Heh, it's fine! I enjoy the expressions. xD;; Jack is being particularly obtuse, at the moment, and for once, Ianto is contributing to the relationship!fail as well. Sorry to put Sulu in the middle of them. Someone has to try to kick both of them into gear, though, after all. Also, I'm interested to see if Ianto gets scolded later on for not mentioning it to Jack in the first place. 8P))

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Why wouldn't he have anything to say? Even relatively harmless viruses still have their downside. I didn't have to do too much digging to find out how my life turned out, since everything was indicative of what happened to me in seven years, but I would have if I were in Ianto's shoes. Wouldn't you?

((I don't mind at all, even if Sulu is going "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY HERE" and trying to guide Jack's train of thought some. And, yeah. Ianto's probably going to get told off later. But only a little.))

[51stcentury]

Well, yeah. I mean, I left it that way for a reason, you know. I don't know how much he's told you about himself, but it's generally not something that you'd want to find out on your own. There's too much that he could have found at Torchwood, that's why I thought it was safer where he was, in his flat. I even hid all of his diaries from him when he wasn't looking so he couldn't go through those.

((Sulu's welcome to try, but like I said, Jack's being thick at the moment, and probably won't get it unless it's spelled out for him. His reasons were somewhat noble, even if not exactly well-planned. xD;; ))

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Jack, no offense, but good looks only get you so far before you need to consider using your head. I'm not sure how advanced 21st century technology is, but I'm pretty sure internet searches are pretty good at finding anything and everything you might want to know.

[51stcentury]

Listen. Are you being this vague on purpose? If not, you really need to work on your conversation skills...

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Yes, I'm being this vague on purpose. If Ianto didn't say anything, that means he's probably going to get mad that I'm trying to subtly point you in the right direction. He looked himself up, Jack. That's why I said "rescue."

[51stcentury]

[After a minute to let exactly what that means process] He looked himself--of all the stupid things to do. I told him he didn't want to know. I don't even know--I mean. The files were still locked and everything. There's no way he could've gotten in without his own personal password. And I sure as hell didn't give it to him.

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Don't be mad at him. He wasn't expecting to find what he did; he was a fifteen-year-old looking for clues, is all. And it's he probably figured the password out on his own - it is his own password, so it's likely it was something he'd recognize even as a teenager. He was upset about it, and since he was the only person I was talking to during the virus who wasn't exceedingly creepy or a toddler, it made sense to help him out. You can't blame him for wanting to know - you said so yourself, you'd do the same thing.

[51stcentury]

I would do the same thing. That doesn't mean that I'd advise other people to do it, though. Damn it, Ianto. I'm going to have to set up another piece of security protocol to keep this kind of a thing from happening again. I suppose I should be grateful that it was him and not me effected, but damn. He could've said something, at the very least.

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Being a teenager usually means doing the exact opposite of what you're advised to do, so it was probably inevitable. He was kind of stubborn as a kid, too, so he wasn't going to say anything then - and, face it, he doesn't usually tell anyone something's wrong now.

[51stcentury]

Well, he's kind of insufferably stubborn as an adult, as well, so I suppose there's no surprise there. But you're right. He doesn't usually tell anyone when anythings wrong even now. Possibly even hides it more now that he's an adult.

...you know, you know an awful lot about my archivist, for a guy that I've only met once.

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He and I talk a lot. Don't worry, he's still your archivist. Starfleet isn't planning on secretly recruiting him or anything.

[51stcentury]

Well, I can imagine, if you know that much about his character already. He's not the easiest nut to crack, that's for sure. And I sure as hell hope that Starfleet isn't planning on recruiting him, whatever that entitles. They'd first have to get permission to transfer him from me, and I'm definitely not letting go of him anytime soon.

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Nobody's expecting you to. And it's not exactly hard to notice that he's not big on talking about personal problems, you know.

I've been trying to help you out, here, so don't get irrationally defensive over me knowing Ianto. Unless I need your permission to be his friend?

[51stcentury]

No, you don't need my permission to be his friend. He's his own person. You do, however, need my permission to ever be let into the Hub again, as well as my permission for him to ever go out on your little escapades during work hours, so. Don't get too cocky with me. At least, not cocky in the way that you're being at the moment.

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I assumed that he'd cleared me with you beforehand, which was a mistake, and I apologize for that. I understand your position, Jack, and I'm not trying to subvert you in any way. But stop biting my head off, especially if you're going to be so heavy-handed with your innuendos.

[51stcentury]

I'm not biting your head off. I'm telling you the facts. If you don't like it, you can stay the hell away from my base.

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It's not the facts that I'm disagreeing with.

[51stcentury]

[After a pause in commenting back in which it is obvious that Jack has taken a moment aside to calm down] Look, I know you had his best intentions in mind. I appreciate that. And I appreciate that you understand that I am the captain of Torchwood, and what I have to say regarding my base and any of my employees is final. We just need to stop getting caught up in situations like these. Maybe sometime I can run into you when you're not being snuck around my home or stealing my personnel.

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That'd be preferable. I'm sorry, this is generally when I wind down after a shift. You've been getting the brunt of my exhaustion, unfortunately.

[51stcentury]

And I'm sorry that I don't have shifts, so whenever you talk to me, you are going to get the brunt of whatever it is that's going on at the time. It's been a busy couple of days down a man at Torchwood, and now we've got new things rolling in, by the sounds of it so. I appreciate you being there for him. Just, next time you steal him away, at least leave a note, or something? I mean, coming back to the flat to find the lock blasted away by technology that shouldn't exist in this century was a little off-setting, you catch my drift?