




Priorities. Ianto has them. It’s not like a rotted corpse came back to life and tried to kill Gwen or anything.
(From “Torchwood: Something in the Water”)
He stuck his head around the serving hatch and grinned at Ianto and Gwen as they wrestled a ‘glandular’ lady in a plastic tiara back out of the doors and away from her precious buckets of fried bird. 'Having fun?’ he asked, then chuckled at the expressive hand gestures they offered.
'I have bruises,’ said Ianto, 'on places that have never been bruised in the line of duty before.’
'That rather depends on what you consider your duty,’ said Jack, kissing him on the cheek and waving at the large lady now stuck on the outside of the glass.
"There is one piece of good news: I cleared things with Broderick. You have sanction in this until someone from higher up slaps his wrists.’
‘Broderick actually approved this?’
'I know. I think it’s because he’s always had the hots for me.’
'Not that he really likes and respects my work?’
'He hates you, Rex.’
'Can’t think why.’
'You refused to hand over the route mapping in Venezuela.’
'I suggested he would be better not interfering and let me get on with my job. I was perfectly friendly.’
'You told him to suck your balls.’
'The very definition of friendly. I don’t let just anyone suck them.’
"Ianto Jones looked at the snake, and the snake looked back at Ianto. Its jaw opened lazily, only twenty centimeters from his nose as he squatted. He could feel the tension in his haunches. He was going to have to stand up. Would that alarm the snake?
“Oxyuranus Microlepidotus,” Jack told him.
Ianto didn’t look away from the reptile poised in front of his face. He said calmly; “You’re making that up,”
‘Her [Toshiko’s] systems crashed eighteen seconds after she painted it. I mean crash crashed. Forty-nine per cent of the Hub’s down. We left Ianto in tears.’
— Torchwood novel #02 Border Princes
‘There’s something about it,’ mused Jack, as if he hadn’t heard her. ‘Something at the back of my mind. That word – homunculus – I dunno why, but it just fits. I know it does.’
‘Something you remember?’
‘Wish I could.’
‘Relax. It’ll come to you.’ Toshiko smiled at him. ‘You need a rest.’
Jack ran a hand through his hair and said, ‘What I need is more coffee. Ianto!’
‘A man’s work is never done in Torchwood,’ said Ianto, peeling off his rubber gloves. ‘If you want coffee on demand, you’ll have to stop mucking the place up first.’
‘Get to it before I put you over my knee.’ Jack grinned at him and turned back to Toshiko.
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