Okay, well. There really was no smooth way to be doing this. They were just going to have to manhandle Ianto's unconscious body into a standing position so that Jack could do this right. He'd had a lot of practice with this carry, over the years. He'd learned it in the war--the first war he'd ever got caught up in, thousands of years in the future. And he'd used the very same technique with soldiers in WWI, when he'd fought in that, and then WWII as well. Torchwood had sent him in to fight for his country, a man that couldn't die being excellent to have on the front lines of battle, and it had gotten to be so that Jack could do this carry in his sleep, if he wanted. And really, he could do it by himself, but. Why try, when there was help?
It was going to be a problem to haul him up from the way Sulu had propped him against the wall, so Jack dragged him away from it to get enough room, laying Ianto out on the floor before turning him over onto his front. From there, he directed Sulu in what ways he could help aid the process along, still keeping most of Ianto's weight himself (because he wasn't sure he trusted Sulu in this form to be able to handle it, especially when not being able to meant dropping Ianto to the ground). After a lot more manhandling and groping of Ianto, Jack finally had the other man securely across his shoulders, positioned so that Sulu could walk comfortably beside them without pulling on his wrist.
"We, uh," Jack said, as he started down the tunnels towards the Hub, because he couldn't stand there forever, Ianto was a full grown man and though he weighed less than Jack, that still didn't mean he was light enough to carry around all day, "we're not going to tell him about this part, alright? He'll be embarrassed enough as it is, without stressing the point that we had to roll him around on the floor a little while he was unconscious. He might not take too well to that."
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Date: 2010-08-26 04:08 pm (UTC)It was going to be a problem to haul him up from the way Sulu had propped him against the wall, so Jack dragged him away from it to get enough room, laying Ianto out on the floor before turning him over onto his front. From there, he directed Sulu in what ways he could help aid the process along, still keeping most of Ianto's weight himself (because he wasn't sure he trusted Sulu in this form to be able to handle it, especially when not being able to meant dropping Ianto to the ground). After a lot more manhandling and groping of Ianto, Jack finally had the other man securely across his shoulders, positioned so that Sulu could walk comfortably beside them without pulling on his wrist.
"We, uh," Jack said, as he started down the tunnels towards the Hub, because he couldn't stand there forever, Ianto was a full grown man and though he weighed less than Jack, that still didn't mean he was light enough to carry around all day, "we're not going to tell him about this part, alright? He'll be embarrassed enough as it is, without stressing the point that we had to roll him around on the floor a little while he was unconscious. He might not take too well to that."