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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is in the Astral Kitchen making coffee. He doesn't look as upset or worn down as he as in recent visits. In fact, he actually looks pretty happy.

Not just happy. Happier than he's looked in weeks. Months, even. Possibly even happier than some have ever seen him. Not that being happy is a bad thing. Being this happy is definitely unusual for Ianto, though. Even he's realised that. Right now though, he couldn't really care less.]


((Experiment start!))

Comments

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

He's been replaced! By a----[a what? Alien? Human? Robot? Something?] Impostor!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He's kind of worried about how unconcerned he is now, except... oh, wait. He can't be.] Are you sure?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. I'm an expert on impostors. There are at least three, possibly more impostors on the Plane. And one of them is Jack.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

What makes you think he's an imposter?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[this is a look of irritation] When you've been around as many as I have, you just start to know. But we've got to stop them, whatever they're planning.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[This is a look of indifference.] Right. So. Any ideas on how we stop them?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[indifference, meet hysterical] No. No, no, no! Ianto! Not you, too! Is it from how close you are to Jack? How close he is to me? Tell me!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[A little confused, but still fairly indifferent.] ...I've no idea what you're talking about.