http://geekgirltosh.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] geekgirltosh.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2009-01-13 01:45 pm

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[Tosh brings her desk with her to the Plane again, though for once, she's not working. Instead, she has her head buried in her hands, her shoulders heaving with quiet sobs. It's pretty obvious that she's come here to escape the rest of her team for a few minutes.

There are a few crumpled tissues on the desk in front of her, and a fresh box to her right. The crumpled tissues cover a file strewn across her desk, but you can still see the black-and-white picture of a handsome soldier, possibly from the early 1900s.]

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sorry, Tosh. You don't get to escape Ianto. He slides a cup of tea onto the desk in front of her, along with a plate of her favourite biscuits. His hair is slightly mussy from having just woke up, and he's feeling a little guilty for not having come to check on her sooner.]

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[He momentarily returns the smile, and starts picking up her discarded tissues.] You going to be alright?

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sighs, and puts the tissues back down, not really having anywhere to put them.] I suppose not. Still, if there's anything I can do...

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sits on the edge of her desk, picking up Tommy's file and studying it for a time before he replies.] No... certainly inadvisable, but not wrong.

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looks a little hurt at that, and suspects it might have been a jab at one of his past courses of action. But this isn't about him, so he puts aside the file and turns back to her.]

You did what you had to, which is more than I'd have been able to if I'd been in your place.

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, yes. That was all Owen's fault, and none of the rest of the team were involved at all. :|]

He didn't deserve to. But he had to. If he hadn't gone back, none of us would've survived.

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yes, if only he'd been aiming for his head instead... the mun may disagree with this.]

I think what's logical is pretty irrelevant at this point.

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Tosh...

((It's fine! *pets*))

[identity profile] swanseer.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Edges over, looking slightly awkward] Um... [Thinks for a moment and then drops from the plane, reappearing a few moments later with several boxes of chocolates]

[identity profile] swanseer.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Juni is rubbish at comforting people, at least she didn't bring a demon dressed up in pink bows or something] Um, what's your favourite type?

[identity profile] swanseer.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Juni has no sense of appropriateness at all D:. She'd would be balancing two of the boxes on her other arm as she passes over the white chocolate] Well, here you go.
Edited 2009-01-13 20:48 (UTC)

[identity profile] swanseer.livejournal.com 2009-01-13 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tries not to look too relieved] You looked like you needed some.

[identity profile] anjelsword.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Here comes a horsey, an underlying current of human concern drawing her over to nuzzle at Tosh's shoulder. She's barely there, in human terms; more mentally horse than human at the moment.]

[identity profile] anjelsword.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[She snuffles at Tosh's hand and huffs a breath into the woman's face by way of greeting.]

[identity profile] anjelsword.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[She has the smell of Ianto on her, so Aniki feels quite relaxed in her presence. She snuffles at Tosh's hair and lips gently at her shirt.]