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Post by indiansfan01 on Feb 26, 2011 9:57:20 GMT -5
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Thank God for having a set of morals. Ianto would never cheat on anyone just because they weren’t there. He was the man who had stuck by his half Cyberwoman girlfriend, after all. Captain John Hart was messing with the wrong man tonight. He would have better luck with just about anyone on the planet than with Ianto.
His morals weren’t the only thing helping him out right now, though. John was also saying all of the wrong things. ”But I didn’t know I was putting them in danger,” he replied. It was true that love could be blinding. Maybe somewhere in the recesses of his mind he knew what he was doing was dangerous but love made him do strange things. ”You, on the other hand, knew exactly what you were doing.”
Ianto could slowly start to feel his morals starting to fly out the window as John reverted back to his more flirtatious self. Would it be so bad? Jack probably really was doing other people—or other things—so why couldn’t Ianto do the same? It’s not like what he and Jack had could ever turn serious with Jack going to live forever and all. And wouldn’t Jack be proud of him for doing his own thing, instead of remaining infatuated over someone he could never really have all to himself?
Hang on, why was he thinking these things? He wasn’t going to fall into whatever trap John had set for him. Ianto stood up and hastily made his way over to the other side of the pod and took a seat over there before he could act on his impulses. ”Stay over there,” he commanded, pointing a finger at John. ”They’re going to have things fixed soon, and then we’re going to go our separate ways and forget that tonight ever happened.”
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Post by nyx on Feb 26, 2011 10:07:56 GMT -5
 John Hart was not a man with morals. Oh, he used to be able to say that he only cared about living to the end of the day, and didn't give a damn who he screwed over when in trouble in order to gain that...but he couldn't really say that anymore, not after risking his own life, risking being caught by the demented younger brother, again, all for Jack. But that didn't mean he had morals. Morals made life a lot less fun, and anyway, they were quite often different depending on what part of the universe you were in. Keeping up with them all was a waste of time.
"Isn't that worse?" He inquired innocently, "As we've already discussed, I knew what I was doing, and so didn't really do anything because everyone lived. Whereas you...didn't know a thing, so didn't know that you wouldn't kill people. I swear that's a much worse thing." He tilted his head back, curling his tongue behind his back teeth and arching an eyebrow, watching the human keenly for any reaction from those words.
And simply watching him because Eye Candy was a cute person to watch. All those thoughts that John could almost smell, his eyes were so expressive, and he was just...cute. Typical earth cute. Not staggering, not exactly stunning, not Jack, just...cute. Made John want to cuddle him and ruffle his hair he was that adorable, no killing involved whatsoever.
He tracked Eye Candy's movements as the human moved away from him over the pod, sinking back further into the seat, into a more relaxed position, legs spread wide and one arm along the back of the seat, the other...gently trailing down his chest with a hidden sense of glee. Playing was fun. And John Hart did enjoy to play. "If you're going to forget about it...What's the problem?" he asked softly, his blue eyes fixed on the humans.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Feb 26, 2011 10:38:49 GMT -5
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He hated when John actually made sense. Hurting people on purpose, knowing that they would live (minus the whole throwing Jack off of the roof that they had already discussed), wasn’t as bad as accidentally putting all of their lives in danger in the hope that he could somehow fix his half-robotic girlfriend. They had both been acting selfish in their own way; yet John’s selfishness had been smart and planned out, whereas Ianto’s had been stupid. But just because he might actually agree with John for once in his life, he wasn’t going to admit it.
”In your world, it may be worse,” he answered, ”But here accidentally killing someone isn’t as serious as purposely shooting someone or poisoning someone, even if you had no intention of killing them.” He hoped that John would just drop the subject before he had to agree with John. The Captain was opening up old doors that Ianto had never wanted to look into again. Then again, he was the one who had brought up his dirty little secret in the first place.
Once again, John was making perfect sense. If he was going to forget about tonight, there was no problem. But could Ianto really forget about tonight? One tiny pill could do it but what if Jack somehow found out that they were one retcon short? True, Ianto was the one who handled all of those bookkeeping details but he didn’t want to take that risk.
Watching John touch himself, though, wasn’t helping Ianto’s thinking process. ”There are a lot of problems,” he said, not further extrapolating on that because that was a complete lie. He couldn’t think of a single thing besides a guilty conscience, which he already had thanks to his brilliant plan of trying to help Lisa.
If he continued to watch John, he was going to cave in. Ianto didn’t want to look out the window because it would just remind him that he was stuck hundreds of feet up in the air with the man so, instead, he squeezed his eyes shut tight, before he could realize what a bad idea that probably was, and pretended that he was anywhere but on a Ferris wheel with John.
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Post by nyx on Feb 27, 2011 15:57:20 GMT -5
John wasn't a stupid man. Oh, he wasn't academical, and although he understood the basics of most languages, he couldn't sit down and read a book (mainly because of his short attention span, to be honest), but he was intelligent when it came to reading people. And right now, he was having the time of his life reading the different doubts running through Eye Candy's mind, each showing in his eyes. John enjoyed putting them there.
"It is worse. It's like you humans compared to...mosquitoes. Now, those little bugs kill people, don't they, but infecting them and whatnot...And yet, they ain't actually doing anything wrong. It's just their nature. They don't plan on killing you lot, yet they purposefully bite you. So are they worse than the drug crazed human kid hiding a debt to the local drug baron and accidently roping his friends into danger?" That...had probably made more sense, and wasn't really much of an analogy, but so sue him. John was very nearly suffering from claustrophobia here.
He grinned, poking his tongue leisurely out between his lips, tilting his head to the side as he moved his hand down lower, revelling in his own touch as well as revelling in the fact that he was putting on his show. "None you'd remember in the morning," he rememinded him, chuckling softly in his mind.
And then Eye Candy closed his eyes...John could have gotten up then, gotten up and moved closer to him, but that was quite probably something like pushing him into someone on this planet, and John didn't do that. He liked his parterners to like him, and want him. So instead, he lowered his voice into a sultry, come-hither tone, licking his lips softly. "You look all tense, anyway Eye Candy. And it's your night off...Why not relax and have some fun?"
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Post by indiansfan01 on Feb 27, 2011 17:50:59 GMT -5
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”I didn’t know that she was dangerous,” Ianto blurted out before he could stop himself. ”It’s not my fault.” Ianto found John’s comparison to be too contrite and simplified. Just because John (the ‘mosquito’) had known that what he was doing wasn’t going to result in anyone’s death it didn’t make him morally superior to Ianto’s lack of being able to see beyond his own love sick heart. ”You can’t blame someone for something they didn’t know was going to happen.” As far as Ianto was concerned, that was that. He had stopped blaming Jack a long time ago for killing Lisa, just as Jack wasn’t blaming him for brining her there in the first place and putting the whole team in danger.
No problems that he would remember in the morning? That was a rather funny thing to say, considering that he had been sitting here thinking of Lisa only moments ago. Ianto supposed that he had a brain that was programmed to remember nothing but the awful things he had inadvertently done in the past. He wasn’t about to risk being stuck remembering an awful thing he would do on purpose.
For it did seem to him that the choice was going to be his and his alone. The Captain didn’t seem to be willing to use force, which Ianto was immensely thankful for…But sometimes words could be stronger than brute force. Ianto cautiously opened up his eyes again, almost expecting to see John a mere inches from his face. Instead, the other man was still sitting across the pod. Ianto was quickly learning to be grateful for small things tonight.
Ianto’s body was insisting that he go on over there and take John up on his offer but his head and heart were more powerful than mere biology right now. ”I’m stuck…on a Ferris wheel…with you,” he said, ”I’m sorry if I’m not all smiles at the moment.” That wasn’t exactly an answer to John’s question but it would do for now, lest he say something wrong again, which seemed to be the theme of tonight for him.
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Post by nyx on Feb 28, 2011 13:39:22 GMT -5
"Ignorance ain't any excuse," John said with a snort, "It's stupid and foolish and will get you killed. So yes. Being ignorant about someone dangerous, yes, that would be your fault." He took a leaf out of Eye Candy's book and rolled his eyes. He didn't know exactly what the human had done, and didn't really care, but it was something to talk about and show his wisdom in (he did have some!). Or something along those lines anyway.
And between pointing out the obvious and flirting and trying to get into Eye Candy's pants (imagination was good, but John was bored and Eye Candy was here and despite what the human was saying - wanting it, on some deep level), he'd pratically forgotten that he was in fact locked in a pod above the ground. But it wasn't so bad, not really.
"Been in worse places," he said cheerfully, wriggling to make himself more comfortable in his seat, legs spreading a bit further, of course, "Been in worse places with worse people... But..." He glanced over at the human, flicking through the different options that were running through his mind before settling on one, and hunching down slightly, biting his lip. "I already said, I ain't that bad. You haven't given me a chance. Never did, not since I said me and Jack were together in everyway back in that bar. How's that fair? I might not have done any of that if you'd been nice, y'know."
Act like he was harbouring deep feelings for Eye Candy? Easy. Mix the words in with a hurt look flashing through his eyes which was quickly covered up, and then his gaze looking out the window...And yes, John was good at changing situations to be how he wanted. And he didn't really mind how Eye Candy would react...It was quite fun just setting the scene.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Feb 28, 2011 16:23:41 GMT -5
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It seemed like each time Ianto opened his mouth to try and explain his position it just allowed John to make his argument more and more solid. Ianto had been ignorant of how dangerous his girlfriend had been but he wasn’t about to be ignorant of how dangerous John was, so Ianto was going to be wise and drop the subject before John’s perfectly logical argument made him realize that everything that had happened that day had been his fault—that he could be living with the deaths of his colleagues on his conscience if Jack hadn’t been there to save the day.
Ianto couldn’t help but laugh at John’s next comments. ”So, you wouldn’t have poisoned Gwen, shot Owen, or thrown Jack off a building if I had said something like, ‘It’s a pleasure to meet you, Captain John Hart,’ at the bar? I find that hard to believe.” Ianto had caught the brief look in John’s eyes. He didn’t buy it…He couldn’t buy it. The man sitting across from him was a liar. John was a predator, pure and simple, and Ianto was the prey tonight. Ianto had been able to restrain himself so far. He wasn’t about to cave in now.
He glanced out his own window, trying to think of anything that they could talk about—anything that wouldn’t end in John trying to get into his pants—but he was coming up blank. It was hard for him to keep his mind focused when his body was still yelling at him to go over there and get it over with. No harm, no foul. Ianto had needs that John was willing to feel. Besides, it would be only fair. After all, Ianto was currently shagging a man who had slept with some very non-human looking creatures from outer space.
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Post by nyx on Mar 2, 2011 12:28:01 GMT -5
John would have smirked, if he wasn't playing at being nice. Hmm. Nice. Perhaps he should throw in a bit of 'hurt' or 'vulnerable' as well...Maybe later. Eye Candy didn't seem the type to just shag someone because they looked upset, which was mores the pitty if he was honest, but John couldn't deny that he wasn't having fun. And judging by how Eye Candy suddenly did not give him a response on the whole whatever-he-did topic, he was pretty sure that he was getting somewhere. Slowly...maybe...but oh well. He wasn't exactly short on time here.
He grinned slightly, and gave a little shrug. "Ok, so the roles everyone took may have gotten switched around a little. Though, perhaps that was was best. Don't really think any of the others would have been so quick to save lives, like you." Nothing wrong with throwing in a bit of complimenting...in an odd way. "But..." he shrugged again, seemingly more deeply this time. "I don't kill those I like. No point to it." Well, until he got bored of them anyway, but he wasn't going to say that.
And before Eye Candy could say it, he heard himself continuing, adding a jabbing finger in the human's direction for emphasis. "And don't say a thing about Jack. He doesn't count. And it was an accident, which I've already explained. Jack...is the exception to every rule..." He trailed off, his eyes flicking upwards towards the ceiling of the pod, a faint wistful tone in his voice.
He made sure to keep his casual pose while talking though, even stretching his legs out a little more, wriggling his toes in the ends of his boots, then wriggling slightly more as if he couldn't get comfortable. All the while without moving his hand from his front. Movements were a way to at least make him noticable out of the corner of the human's eye, and hey...John looked good. Who was he to deny sharing that a little? "Damn pod..." he grumbled, "How long's it meant to take to fix? It's cold. My ass is going numb."
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