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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[A blur of feathers and limbs tumbles onto the Plane, accompanied by a series of loud squawks and yowls.

After a few moments struggle the blur turns out to be a casually dressed Ianto, pinning down an obviously worn down seagull with his hands and teeth. Ianto has a nasty looking gash on his right cheek, stopping abruptly beneath his eye, but other than that he seems unharmed.

The seagull, on the other hand, is clearly injured pretty severely, and no longer stands any sort of chance at fighting Ianto off. It's still alive though, and Ianto is chewing at the feathers on its back.

Omnomnom, seagull.]

((And kitty!Ianto is go. Until the 29th Ianto will not exhibit any human behaviour whatsoever. Have fun, kids!))

Comments

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[she rubs his belly, really hoping that he doesn't remember this later] Brilliant. Guess I'll be the one making the coffee for a bit.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He wriggles contentedly, and bats playfully at her face.]

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[siiigh; she keeps petting him] I wonder if we've got any informational pamphlets on what to do if your coworkers decide they're animals?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He's still purring, and doesn't really seem to pay any mind to her talking.]

[geekgirltosh.livejournal.com]

[one-sided conversations are Tosh's favourite kind!] Mind you, the one on space-time paradoxes didn't help much.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's certainly not going to be getting much response. Although he is looking up at the seagull again. He wants.]