69 Memory Lane - Saturday Evening

Dec 29, 2007 17:44

As Jack had suspected, Ianto had practically had a stroke when he'd come home to a giant hole in the wall, plaster and blood everywhere and the good leather furniture set ruined.

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ditheringangel December 29 2007, 22:56:05 UTC
Wilson was still nesting in the kitchen, rearranging all of the cupboards and putting his own stamp on the space again. Aziraphale decided this would be a good time to let the man bond with the house a bit, and headed out for a walk.

His feet led him down to Memory Lane, and he decided to poke his nose in and say hello. Tapping on the door, he opened it and did literally just that.

"Hullo, anyone at home?"

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time_watcher December 29 2007, 22:58:43 UTC
Jack was in mid sledge hammer swing when he paused and looked over at the door.

"Evening, Aziraphale!" He said cheerfully.

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ditheringangel December 29 2007, 23:01:07 UTC
"Good Heavens, my dear, what are you doing?" the angel exclaimed, coming into the room and giving the mangled room a good once-over.

"I'll admit I don't know buggerall about construction, but aren't you supposed to empty out the room before you try and remodel the walls?"

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time_watcher December 29 2007, 23:04:27 UTC
"That's usually the sequence of events," Jack agreed, wondering just how the hell he was going to explain this one.

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inshiningarmour December 29 2007, 23:23:22 UTC
Thelma had been out, just to see if maybe Jack was napping or something. So, there was a knock at the door. That might be assumed to be a prank, what with no one visible out there.

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time_watcher December 29 2007, 23:24:59 UTC
Jack was busy knocking out a wall at the moment, though he came over when he heard the knock and poked his head out the door.

"Hello?"

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inshiningarmour December 29 2007, 23:28:28 UTC
"...you know, hoping to catch you napping is sort of defeated by knocking, isn't it?" Thelma said.

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time_watcher December 29 2007, 23:41:01 UTC
"Well, sort of," Jack said as he picked the clear gist of that up. Actually since he'd started focusing on his long buried psychic training, he'd found it easier and easier to pick up on Thelma and he smiled towards what seemed like thin air.

"Haven't seen you about in a while. How are you doing?"

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