✘ 02

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto's working on fixing a heavily modified piece of tech from instructions Tosh has given him.  He's alternating between paper and machine, working methodically through the instructions.

Loud pterodactyl is loud, and so it's easier to get it done on the Astral Plane than at the Hub (or so Ianto hopes).]

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[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Vive la revolution.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He throws him an angry look, before returning to what he was doing.] Shut up.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[pouts] But I want to see the pointless struggling! It warms my hearts.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It's not pointless. We win eventually.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

That's... what is that?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

A lot of alien-tech thrown together. [He looks at it thoughtfully for a moment.] We should probably rename it at some point; I'm pretty sure it doesn't even do what it was originally meant to anymore.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Alien tech. [Laughs a little bit.] Still don't quite believe all that, but I suppose I gotta, don't I?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Have a curious police officer examining the machine.] What's this supposed to do?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'm not quite sure what it did originally-- in theory it should help hide our machines signals from any network we don't want to pick it up.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Hm. Interesting. Oh--Misaki Kirihara of the NPA. Japanese National Police Agency. You must be new. Already taking advantage of the opportunities this place offers, I see.

[didorothy]

[just sort of hovers, curious, because interrupting people is bad, but shiny technology is good]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Glaring over his shoulder, because no-one's told him there's a Master lookalike around.] Can't you just leave me alone?

[didorothy]

...Right, sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. [hands up - 'backing off now, angry man!']

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Curious Jack is curious, and so as soon as he spots Ianto he walks over, glancing over his shoulder] Signal disruptor?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He looks back at Jack for a moment, before continuing.] That's what it is now... I forget what it was originally. Don't check the archives much anymore.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack places a hand on Ianto's shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze] I thought we had one in the Hub already? Might be in the safe by my desk, though...

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy jumps onto the table.] Still no claws?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He glances up at Cy, before securing a wire making sure to keep his eye on her.] Still no claws.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[The amazing part? Is that she's ACTUALLY LISTENING to him. She sits and pouts for a minute before asking,] Building a better mouse for his traps?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

What is that you're working on?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Signal disruptor.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Whatever for?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You might not want to move that wire.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Not. Looking. Up. That would require moving said wire.] The one I've got now?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Try the one next to it, instead.