✘ 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.]

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[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.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Then what is the point?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You said you'd be more careful.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I have been! I'm more careful in missions, when we go Weevil hunting...I hadn't been even injured in weeks before then! You weren't supposed to find out about that.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I'm more likely to find out anything you do here.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'm mortal Ianto; on more or one less death isn't going to change anything.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I still don't like you doing it.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Give me one good reason why.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

The fact I don't like you doing it isn't good enough?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I want to know what bothers you so much about it!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

What if you don't come back?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

That's it? That's what bothers you about it? [he lets out a short, bitter laugh] I'm going to keep coming back Ianto. Even when I don't want to, I'm going to be forced back to life every single time.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It might stop one day. You can't know for sure that you're going to keep coming back forever.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I'm a fact Ianto, a smudge on the time line; that doesn't just go away from one day to the next.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Weren't you going to get a first-aid kit?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack gives him a look and pulls away, enough that he can tell Ianto is sitting up by himself, and disappears from the Plane. A moment later he's back, first aid kit in hand] I'm going to need you to move your shirt out of the way so that I can clean the wound.[His tone isn't annoyed, or even cold. It's just...blank]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He removes his tie, before undoing the top half of his shirt, making sure he avoids Jack's eyes as he does so.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack opens the first-aid kit, pulling out what looks like a small piece of cloth and dabbing it with alcohol, cleaning first around and then the wound itself. He's no gentler than necessary, nt even bothering to warn him that it might sting]