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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[It's been a long time since Ianto was a frequent visitor to the Plane. Mostly because going from a team of five to a team of three hasn't left him with much time to think about it. Theoretically that should have been more of a motive to come, given that time stands still whilst you're they, but practically that's not how things have worked out.

But now, after months of being (mostly) absent, Ianto's back along with the interior of his Tourist Office. His tie his lose, socks off, and feet up on the edge of the desk, thoroughly absorbed watching Clint Eastwood in The Enforcer. And, of course, what marathon would be complete without a box of pizza and a bottle of beer?

It's quiet enough back in Cardiff he could technically be doing this there, but honestly? He's missed the Plane. And the Astral plane is a little more scenic.]

Comments

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

No... Well, I suppose you'd have forgotten if you did.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He nods, but doesn't seem too perturbed about it either way. ]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Still. Most cases of amnesia last less than 24 hours. I'm sure you'll be fine soon enough.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He frowns at that. ] It's been... a lot more than that.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Do you know how long?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Um... [ He thinks about that, and recalls hearing Leon speaking with Aerith from the hallway a few days ago. ] More than a week...?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...Well, under normal circumstances I'm pretty sure that's very rare. Could the Twins have anything to do with it?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

The Twins?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

The people who brought us here to start with. I take it you've forgotten them as well?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He nods slowly. ]