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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is sorting out the archives. Or at least part of them. He's knelt in front of a filing cabinet with one draw open, removing files that have been put in there by accident and rearranging those that are left. Even though this only seems to be the letters j-l there are 12 large filing cabinets in total, each draw containing the files on a particular subject.

And this is just the paperwork-- the alien artefacts themselves are kept in a completely different section of the archives, as is any information on them that wouldn't be relevant to the section he's currently filing. Whoever tries to tell you maintaining archives was easy is lying.]

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[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[Tosh sits down next to him] Need any help?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto offers her a grateful smile and nods slightly, reaching for the pad next to him. "Could you start on the next cabinet over, please?"]

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

Of course. [she shifts slightly to one side and pulls out some files from the next cabinet, leafing through them] Have you ever thought about putting all this on a searchable database?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

["Have you seen the one we have? It's not even connected to the Hub Network, and I don't really have time to set one up myself."]

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Yay have Juliet to make it easier~]

Working hard, little ant~?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Just who he wanted to see... Ianto rolls his eyes, but otherwise ignores him.]

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Juliet stepping closer examining all the stuff, because it so interests him.]

Such a cold attitude suddenly~

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[LEEPS AT THE FILES]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[fasjfdjlk HIS FILES. Grabs at her, hoping to stop her from causing too much damage.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Squirm] Hi ho, Squanto!

[madamemoiselle]

{And with her vampire magic, Diva is sitting on top of the filing cabinent in a moment}

Ne, it looks like Ianto is working hard~

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He is working hard. And ignoring you, Diva! :D]

[madamemoiselle]

{Smiling~}

Ne, you should have asked Jack to dance at the party. He's an excellent dancer. And an even better kisser.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Goodness, you seem quite busy, Ianto Jones~

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Glances up and smiles thinly before turning back to his filing.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt, since he usually says hello.]

Keeping yourself busy, then? Or is it something urgent?

[contract_star]

...Wow. That's a lot of paperwork.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Nods, though it looks as if there would have been a sound of agreement if he wasn't mute.]

[contract_star]

Still mute, huh?

Do you need any help?

[mercwamouth]

Oh, so you're part of the secret black ops filing project?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Rolls his eyes, and returns to filing.]

[mercwamouth]

You probably don't want to be distracted or you might misfile something and then you won't be sure if its all in order and you'll have to file it alllll over again.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She wanders over to say hello--but notices the marks on his neck.] Signore! [Hesitantly pushes his collar back] Signore, what happened?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Pulls his collar back into place, and gives her a look that she should refrain from inquiring further.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Flinches back, but doesn't give up.] Was it something from your world? Or did someone here do it?