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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is sat on the threadbare sofa he usually borrows when he wants to have somewhere to sit on the Plane, seemingly heavily involved in conversing with the pterodactyl in front of him. The pterodactyl, on the other hand, is showing very little interest in what Ianto's saying. Instead she's staring intently at the chocolate bar in his hands.] You know, at some point I'll learn that what he thinks he needs is probably exactly what he doesn't need. I'll have to talk to him when he gets his memories back. See if he's--

[She seems to have finally had enough of waiting at this stage, and interrupts his sentence with a loud screech and a headbutt. Ianto gives her an exasperated look, reaching out to give her eye ridges an affectionate scratch.] Oi. Be patient, you. You can have it in a minute. [She just screeches again at that, snapping at Ianto's hand. He pulls back before she can grab it though, and tosses the chocolate bar a few feet away with a roll of his eyes.] Alright, fine. You can have it now. But you'll be having milk chocolate next time. White, if you carry on like that.

[She doesn't seem too worried about the threat, instead hopping over to where he's thrown the chocolate and flying onto the roof of the Plane's cinema to get it open where she won't be disturbed.]

Comments

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

.....why were you feeding it chocolate?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Because she likes it.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Ah. [And now to the important question] Were you talking about me?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...I might've been.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

What about?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Is that a...?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Pterodactyl?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She is. She came through the Rift a few... about a year go.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Do you get many Pterodactyls?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Winged child goes *_______*] Ah! Is that a pterodactyl?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She is. Still got your wings, I see.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes. I'm learning how to use the other powers I have too. What's her name?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...other powers? She's called Myfanwy.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes! I can fix things and heal things, and I can create and banish matter, and transform things as well! And apparently signore Crowley can set things on fire but he hasn't shown me how to do that yet.

Ah, what does it mean?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... Myfanwy. [Ryotarou blinks. He remembers the pterodactyl... but he knows it probably won't work in the other direction.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Myfanwy doesn't even seem to notice him, let alone recognise him.] She's in a bit of a mood at the moment, I'm afraid. I don't think she appreciated being left alone in the Hub for so long.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[He didn't really expect to be recognized, anyway.] Because you were in Tibet?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He nods slightly.] It didn't really do her any harm, but she's used to being fed regularly. We didn't really have much time to sort things out for her before we left.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Right. I'm glad she's alright, though...

[hisplusone.livejournal.com]

That's a-

Well just when I think I've seen it all.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She's actually pretty well trained most of the time too.

[hisplusone.livejournal.com]

Is it even safe to give her chocolate?

And what's her name?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Well, it's never done her any harm before.

She's called Myfanwy.

[hisplusone.livejournal.com]

Learn something new everyday.

Ah. Nice name. Unique.