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tampered2008-04-30 12:23 pm
playstheblues.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-04-30 12:23 pm
Log; ongoing
When; Wednesday, April 30th
Rating; PG
Characters; Boy Blue![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
playstheblues and Ianto Jones king_coffee
Summary; Blue needs some truths, and Ianto's cursed to spill them.
Log;
After being in the City for five months, Blue could almost wake up and taste the Curse day in the air.
Today was a day like that. Blatant honesty in person (who knew that one of his co-workers was thinking of cheating on their boyfriend's with the girl next door?) blatant honesty on the Network. Blue normally valued honesty, but he had a good idea of privacy as well, and most of the things that had been blurted out he really hadn't needed to know.
In that regard, he knew that it would probably be right, even honest, in a way, to cancel his meeting with Ianto. But Blue was a bit too intent now; cancellation was not an option.
He knocked on the door of Ianto's apartment; that is, of the Torchwood complex (which, by the looks of it, would soon encompass the entire third floor of building seven) and rocked on his heels a bit. His advantage was his age as compared to his appearance, and Blue knew how to manage that, at least.
Rating; PG
Characters; Boy Blue
playstheblues and Ianto Jones king_coffee Summary; Blue needs some truths, and Ianto's cursed to spill them.
Log;
After being in the City for five months, Blue could almost wake up and taste the Curse day in the air.
Today was a day like that. Blatant honesty in person (who knew that one of his co-workers was thinking of cheating on their boyfriend's with the girl next door?) blatant honesty on the Network. Blue normally valued honesty, but he had a good idea of privacy as well, and most of the things that had been blurted out he really hadn't needed to know.
In that regard, he knew that it would probably be right, even honest, in a way, to cancel his meeting with Ianto. But Blue was a bit too intent now; cancellation was not an option.
He knocked on the door of Ianto's apartment; that is, of the Torchwood complex (which, by the looks of it, would soon encompass the entire third floor of building seven) and rocked on his heels a bit. His advantage was his age as compared to his appearance, and Blue knew how to manage that, at least.