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happy hour/multi-pup post
Ianto steps inside the bar for his regular shift and immediately pauses.
Everything feels like it's...one inch to the left.
Weird.
"Did I miss something, darlin'?" he says to the bar as he takes off his jacket and hangs it up, and Bar has an air of Oh, honey, wait until I tell you.
Or it's possible she's just a big slab of wood. It's hard to tell sometimes, even though Ianto considers himself to be pretty fluent in Bar by now.
Tonight's Specials
Tell the bartender why the bar feels different and your first drink (ANYTHING WE'VE GOT IN THE STORES) is on me.
COFFEE
ANY WAY YOU LIKE IT
Stuart Dakin is leaving for Oxford soon. His family and friends think he's calm and prepared about it, and for the most part he is.
He's also aware that he's going from a minor school in a small city to one of the most prestigious universities in the world, and he's not going to be the cleverest student there. It's best, he figures, to get used to that now rather than have some sort of breakdown later when he's got essays to do and lectures to attend. It'll just get in the way.
(He is also hoping to meet up with Pos. His boyfriend is good for his ego. It's lovely to have someone who thinks you're amazing even when you, however temporarily, don't.)
Peter Burke is a pragmatic person. He doesn't believe in magic, aliens, fairies or unicorns. He does believe in a well-tailored suit and an honest day's work.
Which is why, when he steps through the door he's still carrying on the conversation he was having on his way in. "I'm telling you, Neal, no matter what your instinct says it's worth it to wait for the warrant. We don't want to endanger the chances of--"
He stutters to a stop.
Narration is sure no one will blame him if the first thing that goes through his mind is Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.
Everything feels like it's...one inch to the left.
Weird.
"Did I miss something, darlin'?" he says to the bar as he takes off his jacket and hangs it up, and Bar has an air of Oh, honey, wait until I tell you.
Or it's possible she's just a big slab of wood. It's hard to tell sometimes, even though Ianto considers himself to be pretty fluent in Bar by now.
Tell the bartender why the bar feels different and your first drink (ANYTHING WE'VE GOT IN THE STORES) is on me.
COFFEE
ANY WAY YOU LIKE IT
He's also aware that he's going from a minor school in a small city to one of the most prestigious universities in the world, and he's not going to be the cleverest student there. It's best, he figures, to get used to that now rather than have some sort of breakdown later when he's got essays to do and lectures to attend. It'll just get in the way.
(He is also hoping to meet up with Pos. His boyfriend is good for his ego. It's lovely to have someone who thinks you're amazing even when you, however temporarily, don't.)
Which is why, when he steps through the door he's still carrying on the conversation he was having on his way in. "I'm telling you, Neal, no matter what your instinct says it's worth it to wait for the warrant. We don't want to endanger the chances of--"
He stutters to a stop.
Narration is sure no one will blame him if the first thing that goes through his mind is Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.
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"What happens like what? What's a Milliways?"
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"At the end of the universe."
This is not the most convincing statement and Ako knows it. Still true though.
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"Of course it is."
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"Well, if I'm wrong where are we?"
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He wouldn't put it past Neal's friends to dress up his apartment like a pub just to pull one over on him.
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"Yet we're not in Scotland. Or the Caribbean. Or the mountains."
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It occurs to him that Neal knowing about this place may prove an enormous temptation.
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He tries it, and it opens easily. He glances around, then steps out.
And then back in again.
"Same staircase," he says, looking flummoxed again.
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"We shoud probably get out of the way in case anyone else has to come through Burke-san."
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"So we never know when we're going to open a door and come here? strange. Does it work the same way leaving--the door just opens somewhere random?"
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He looks impressed. This place is starting to be less "What the hell?" and more "Oo, neat!"
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Only...he does believe it. More or less.
[ooc: Mind slowtiming? It's time for me to stop.]
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"I know, it sounds nuts."