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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is sitting at his desk, staring at his computer monitor. He appears to be filling out some sort of form temporary relieving one Dr Owen Harper of his duties. The current medical officer listed is a Dr Martha Jones.

He's actually finished filling in all the required details, though the reason for Owen's absence is vague (just listed as 'potentially unfit for duty'). The printed is version is lying in front of him, already signed. All that's left is to file it.

Ianto's wasting as much time as he can on the Plane before doing that. And facing up to the dreaded task of showing Owen how to work the coffee machine. Something he's sure that Owen's almost as enthusiastic for as he is.]

((Experiment unofficially ended yesterday. Also, canon-bumped to 'Day in the Death'))

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[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Since I have been spamming you with Juni have a Brigitta peering at you, Ianto!] ..."Unfit for duty"?

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

[Fortunately, Martha approaches Ianto from the other side of his desk and isn't actually paying attention]

Ianto, are you all right?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.] Potentially, yes.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt] ...Why is that?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto glances up at her, and forces a smile. Now he's actually paying attention he takes the chance to close down the window on the screen, and add the paper copy to a handy file from his drawer. Given the file's partly about Martha, he thinks he should probably try and avoid her seeing it.]

Fine. Just had a long few days. Bit tired, I suppose.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Does it matter why?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...I suppose not, they do say that a problem shared is a problem halved though.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Considering it isn't my problem, I'm not sure that would really apply.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Well, you seem worried by it anyway.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Yes, well. The walking dead are generally considered a cause for concern.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...He's a zombie?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

So it would appear.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

...That's probably not good.

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

Trouble at work?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Well, he's not too happy.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Little bit, yeah. Just tying up the loose ends now, really.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

From what I've gathered few people are that happy about being zombies.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

No. I think he'd probably be a bit happier if we let him keep on his duties.

I think he probably feels a bit of a loose end at the moment. No bodily functions, and now he's got no job.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

Is there any reason why he can't do his job? He doesn't sound like he's been eating brains or anything [...Yeah, she's been around Kirilli for too long]

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

Then it's the end of the trouble?

[considers him]

I was going to the kitchens to grab something. The Doctor's broken the kitchen and the food machine. Again. Do you want me to get anything for you while you're working? I don't mind.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Doesn't mean he won't start.

Besides, he was possessed by Death not twenty-four hours ago. We can't really afford to take any risks.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Don't know yet. I hope so.

[He opens his mouth to decline, then stops. He's not really hungry, but it has been a while since he last ate. He could probably use something.]

Yeah. Thanks. I'm actually done here, though. Need to go back to sort the rest out, so I might as well come with you.

Give me a minute to take my desk back file the paperwork?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Okay, she'll be stiffening slightly now] ...Possessed by death?

[taughtmedicine.livejournal.com]

No problem.

[she steps away (still not exactly certain on the way this taking-removing thing works) and puts her hands in her pockets, giving him a smile to indicate her willingness to wait]