✘ 06

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is currently out cold, but slowly showing signs of coming round.  He's not exactly in his best state; his nose is shattered, and he has a stab wound in his chest.

For once?  This has absolutely nothing to do with the Master.]

Comments

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...I don't know.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

You're not the type to mistake people, Ianto; if you really did see Misaki, and she was the one that did this to you....something must have happened.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I told you; she's changed.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Why did she do this to you? [As he talks, Jack inspects Ianto's nose; it's broken, but he needs to set the bone again. He reaches up, but hesitates a moment, fingers inches from the bloodied nose] It's going to hurt to set this again; ready?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Because I threatened to shoot her. [He frowns, clearly not looking forward to that, but nods his head.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Why, did she threaten to mess with the Rift Manipulator? [Ok, not the best time for a joke, BUT. Jack is hoping Ianto is distracted enough by this that he doesn't notice his fingers move. The next moment he's applied pressure on the bone itself, twisting his wrist slight and straightening it out]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He's about to respond when Jack puts pressure on his nose. He tenses, letting out a pained shout as he digs his fingers into Jack's leg.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack let's go and places a hand over the one Ianto has clutching his leg, giving a slight squeeze] That should ease the pain, and with any luck your nose wont heal crookedly.

Want me to go and get a first aid kit?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He relaxes slightly, leaning back against him.]

Not yet.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack nods, his other hand moving to wrap around Ianto's waist, holding him close] Glad you didn't get yourself killed.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Hesitates, before looking up at him.] You promised you'd be more careful.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I have been. [Firo incident? Doesn't even count in his mind]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto? Would be looking annoyed now.] No you haven't.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack would disagree, except it occurs to him that to Ianto, Firo incident may indeed count]....It was just that one time.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

After you'd said you'd be more careful.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Sighs, but it sounds slightly guilty, even to his own ears] He kept asking about how long I'd been alive, and why I was immortal; I figured showing him how it work would be enough.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

So you didn't even have a good reason?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[This was a good enough reason in his mind] Bullet wounds to the head don't hurt for that long, and it was the quickest way to show him.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You didn't have to show him anything.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

How else did I expect him to answer my questions?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You could've tried talking to him.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I did talk to him!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

And you shot yourself.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I didn't even get blood on my clothes!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

That isn't the point.