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realityshifted2008-07-07 11:47 pm
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[Ianto's sat at Jack's desk, which now stinks of disinfectant and only has a very small pile of papers left of on it. The rest of the papers are in a bin liner a few feet away, and it would be advisable to stay away from it (cat pee isn't a pleasant smell).
There's an untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, and from the slightly dusty state of the decanter next to it it's obvious he's took it from his own version of Jack's stash.]
There's an untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, and from the slightly dusty state of the decanter next to it it's obvious he's took it from his own version of Jack's stash.]

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Come on, what's wrong with a little fun?
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I... [Bites lip]
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[Headtilt] What encounter?
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The one where you went 'unto his bed'. Sound familiar?
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Nope, sorry, no clue.
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...oh. Right.
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If we're talking about the same Jack we just talked, I promise.
Who has been saying such things?
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I hope this has cleared it up.