As soon as Ianto had gotten done laughing at Jack for falling out of a tree he'd helped the older man get out of his clothes and into a hot shower. Jack's back had looked like some sort of goth patchwork quilt with his black and blue marks and Ianto had merely rolled his eyes and shoved the older man towards a fluffy towel when Jack had tried to
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Truth be told, she was also sort of hoping they might have stumbled over a new artifact or something that needed studying.
Hello, is anyone there?
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I promise Jack, I won't speak to anyone other than you or Ianto. It was careless of me to let the conversation go beyond checking her clearance. Should I change my log-ins and screen names?
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He was genuinely trying not to send her into a complete dither, it was always such a delicate balance with Tosh.
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Tosh appreciated that Jack was being understanding, and not calling her on the carpet. And she hoped that he picked up on the lighthearted tone she tried to inject into her answer.
Which reminds, I did get that translation finished finally. I catalogued the artifact according to Ianto's instructions, and entered the translation into the computer archive. I thought, with the extra free time that leaves, I could go over the weather data as you compile it, and maybe set up a cross-reference with what we've collected in the past. Check for matching patterns and that.
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Since it about ate through the Lair!
And Tosh? I'll try to work with Owen on a vacation, all right?
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I'll get right on it as soon it arrives, and send Ianto regular reports on my findings.
And thank you, Jack. It's been too quiet here since you left. I think I'd like a little time out of Cardiff, maybe just a week or two, would be wonderful.
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And other little sister types.
Talk to you soon, Tosh.
%CapttoU has logged off%
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"Goodnight, Jack," she said fondly at the screen.
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