Random Jack (stab people in the face)
Jun. 20th, 2008 12:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereJack walked through the Tourist Office and gave a double-take when he noticed Ianto standing beside the doorway, shoulders flat against the wall, eyes closed and lips moving soundlessly.
Jacks stayed very still -- a lot of strange behaviour in Torchwood made sense in context, so better safe than sorry -- and cautiously asked, "What are you doing?"
Ianto shot him the kind of look that could have killed an elephant at a hundred paces. "I'm reminding myself why I'm not allowed to stab people in the face."
"Because of the stack of paperwork involved," Jack replied with a grin. "Was it Owen?"
"No."
"Gwen?"
Ianto shook his head. "No."
"Tosh?"
"No."
Frowning, Jack thought carefully. Then he asked, "Me?"
"No." Ianto shot him a sideways glance, and the barest hint of a smile hovered at the edge of his mouth. "If it was you, I could stab you without worrying about the paperwork."
"Thanks," Jack said mock-hurt. It was hard to be genuinely annoyed when it made Ianto smile. "Remind me to keep you far away from sharp implements. Who was it?"
"Tourists," Ianto ground out, adding under his breath, "People that stupid don’t deserve to live."
Reaching forward, Jack grabbed Ianto's hand and tugged him away from the wall. "I know how to make you feel better."
"If you're about to suggest something you know I'll refuse," Ianto warned slowly, "be aware I may be overcome by the urge to grab your gun and shoot you."
"That's what I was going to suggest," Jack said, grinning widely, but Ianto only looked concerned.
"Hurting you?"
"Shooting something," Jack explained, leaning closer to drop a quick kiss on Ianto's cheek. "Come down to the shooting range, practice your aim. It'll make you feel better."
Ianto nodded and started towards the lift. When he noticed Jack following, he asked, "And where are you going?"
"I'm going to help you work on your stance. Adjust where appropriate."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
Jack waggled his eyebrows. "That's to make me feel better."
Jacks stayed very still -- a lot of strange behaviour in Torchwood made sense in context, so better safe than sorry -- and cautiously asked, "What are you doing?"
Ianto shot him the kind of look that could have killed an elephant at a hundred paces. "I'm reminding myself why I'm not allowed to stab people in the face."
"Because of the stack of paperwork involved," Jack replied with a grin. "Was it Owen?"
"No."
"Gwen?"
Ianto shook his head. "No."
"Tosh?"
"No."
Frowning, Jack thought carefully. Then he asked, "Me?"
"No." Ianto shot him a sideways glance, and the barest hint of a smile hovered at the edge of his mouth. "If it was you, I could stab you without worrying about the paperwork."
"Thanks," Jack said mock-hurt. It was hard to be genuinely annoyed when it made Ianto smile. "Remind me to keep you far away from sharp implements. Who was it?"
"Tourists," Ianto ground out, adding under his breath, "People that stupid don’t deserve to live."
Reaching forward, Jack grabbed Ianto's hand and tugged him away from the wall. "I know how to make you feel better."
"If you're about to suggest something you know I'll refuse," Ianto warned slowly, "be aware I may be overcome by the urge to grab your gun and shoot you."
"That's what I was going to suggest," Jack said, grinning widely, but Ianto only looked concerned.
"Hurting you?"
"Shooting something," Jack explained, leaning closer to drop a quick kiss on Ianto's cheek. "Come down to the shooting range, practice your aim. It'll make you feel better."
Ianto nodded and started towards the lift. When he noticed Jack following, he asked, "And where are you going?"
"I'm going to help you work on your stance. Adjust where appropriate."
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
Jack waggled his eyebrows. "That's to make me feel better."
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Date: 2008-06-20 03:04 am (UTC)...it will suffice.