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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[On the Plane is the interior of a bridal shop.

At one end of the shop, in the maternity section, is Ianto. He's currently preoccupied with looking in the mirror in front of him, holding one of the maternity dresses against himself like so.

Slightly more to the norm is the irritated expression on his face. The salesman at this particular shop can be blamed for that.

Really. What's the world coming to when you can't buy a wedding dress for a friend without people making stupid assumptions?

Apparently deciding that this dress isn't to his Gwen's liking, he hangs it back on the rack. It only takes him a moment to pick out another one, and then it's back to holding the dress up to himself in front of the mirror.]

((Canon bump. Again. This time to Something Borrowed.))

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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Judging by certain comments he's made, Jack's much more likely to benefit from a maternity dress than Ianto. :|b] There are five of us. Same number there's always been. They just know I have good taste. Which means less lace. Trust me; she's not much of a lace sort of girl. She's got enough on the veil already.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Geez that man.] Five? My, it's not that little then~ [Hmph.] I don't know about your taste, but on the day of her wedding, every woman wants to be the most beautiful~ And that mostly requires lace. [Beams~] That reminds me~ You'll pick her wedding underwear too~?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

She will be. Which means she'll be getting lace in moderation, and plenty of silk.

[...There are no word, Juliet. :|] Don't be ridiculous. She just needs a new dress. She's got her shoes and veil already. I'm quite sure she remembered to consider what underwear she'll be wearing as well.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Eyes.] So she is a friend~?

Well I figured they trust you with something like the dress, it's natural you'll pick the underwear too~ [Shrugs~]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

They're all friends.

Even if they had asked me to, I'd refuse. Quite frankly, what she wears under the dress is none of my business. I'm sure she'd agree with me on that if she were here.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh my, that's why they are pulling this joke with you~

[Chuckles, and crosses his arms, as he is walking slowly around in the shop.] You are no fun, your majesty.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I wasn't aware it was a joke.

And I don't aim to be any fun.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

It must be~ With a ridiculous favor as this.

You really should, maybe you would be popular~! [Smiles, and takes a thick, black marker out of his pocket.] You don't aim to be popular~?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

I can assure you, it isn't. They know full well a joke like this would mean they'd find something rather unpleasant in their coffee.

[Watches him suspiciously.] I don't. I aim to be liked by those I actually like in return. I don't particularly care how popular I am.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Such a power you have.

[Taps the marker to his lips, as he continues walking slowly.] That's where most people makes the mistake. Such small ambitions you have, for a king. [And stops at a dress, opening the marker.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

So you think now. The true power lies in that people don't realise the extent of it.

[Ianto doesn't move, save to give him a disapproving look.] I'm a king of my own making. My only subjects are the ones I decide upon.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Mm, I must say that is quite interesting thinking. I like it~

Your subjects aren't the best~ [Not really paying attention anymore, since he moves the marker and draws a line... a long one which includes all the dresses he could reach with it. Which is a little more than half of them.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You would.

[Snorts as he glances from the row of dresses, back up to Juliet.] So I see. But they're mine, and that's the important thing.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Smiles sweetly. Not the reaction he was hoping for, but oh well~] I can't believe who has such brilliant ideas can be this stupid~

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He'd have cared more if the sales assistant hadn't been so quick to jump to conclusions.] And how, might I ask, am I stupid?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Beams~] You're playing dress up~