24- Old home, new memories

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack is sitting on his bed, fully dressed. There's a small bedside table piled high with items, most of which he hasn't seen for a very, very long time. There's a proper table a few feet away, with several books and papers piled on top of it. There is also a set of drawers, a closet, and a recliner. His backpack, the one he carried a certain hand in during S3, is resting next to the bed.

This is Jack's old room, the one he had in the TARDIS. He' stares at his things for a few moments longer, then stands and walks over to the desk, grabbing the end of it and pushing for a few moments. Once it's been moved far enough to be satisfied, he starts working on its contents. He's not so much tidying up as just...rearranging everything]

Comments

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I always thought you liked the forties.

Not if John was anything to go by.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

...Ianto, I'm not giving you a break from Torchwood to set you down in the middle of a world war.

John is never anything to go by.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Fair point. I'm assuming you know I can't speak Latin?

Unfortunately he's just about the only thing I have to go by.