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Horatio proved to be a solid citizen with good skills. Toshiko liked him. I mean, that was a glowing testimonial for anyone if she liked him right off the bat, and she did. His people filled the new facility and although it was strange to have guests, it was nice too. Ianto did not get much chance to meet them all individually but was starting to see them around the place.

On the fourth day Ianto was walking through the training faculty and he was silently counting those who had joined in, at leady eight form the vessel had donned uniforms and were sparring, taking part in the training like any other worm. Hmmmm. Interesting. These were not all Meatstick either, although a few had been on board. These were 'normal' humans whatever that means.

Talks with Shadow Proclamation and other agencies confirmed that their decision to hand over the Toffs had also been an evolved one, the court marshal of those in power on the vessel now something of public record.

Planet Torchwood was getting a reputation for being fair, honest and had no spare fucks to give.

Good.

Ianto hesitated as he saw up ahead some sort of scuffle that was not in the designated sparring area. A fight. This was rare, this was not sanctioned and therefore whoever was breaking the rules was also pissing him off so he strode over to break up the fight only to have the man swinging swing at him. IT was so unexpected that Ianto was clocked in the side of the head with a haymaker that would have put a 'normal' person on their arse and actually did make him rock back a bit. As he staggered back he felt the flare of anger and embarrassment that he had been unguarded.

To rectify this he simply slammed the man's head as hard as he could into the wall, then let him fall to the ground as he focused on the other combatant "Do you want to strike me too?"

"Who the fuck are you!" the man spluttered as he pointed at the man to the ground "And why did ya do that to me brother."

"Well… he hit me. It's like a rule around here, and eye for an eye. He hit me… I hit him. And I hit feckin hard, don't ya think?" Ianto looked the men up and down "Brothers. Twins?"

"He's older by four minutes and don't let me forget it, tha' prick!" the man spat "only the one woman between us and she is playing us. He knows it, I knows it but still, she stirs us until we snap."

"Well, fighting is only to be in the designated sparing area, only when sanctioned and any infraction will be met with equal power. As you saw. Look… you are here now. Either you are all going to stay or some of you will piss off around the galaxy once it all cools down as this is not everyone's preferred living arrangement. Personally, I think most of you will want to stay here. If that is so, ditch the bitch and choose another. Do you not see the choices here?" Ianto waved an arm behind him where a woman was currently throwing a man a few feet from her with a primal scream of rage. "There are at least a hundred uncoupled women interested in breeding, and some don't even want a relationship or child, just a sex mate. Those are not all for cuddling, small talk or even dates. You hook up and fuck like it's your last day alive, then don't se one another until the next time one of you had an itch to scratch. Also, these are some who crave a family and are seeking a long term mate with all the trimmings. All those in-between. If your woman is not faithful to one of you, what makes you think she will be faithful to the both of you once she sees all this meat on display? The same offers for her as for you? Almost half the men here are ready to fuck, no questions asked."

Both men stared at him and then the younger helped the older back to his feet and they apologized for their hot heads. Then Sapphire walked towards them "Boss, I could not help but hear the conversation. Diamond and I are seeking mates."

Her doppelganger appeared from a group as she heard her name being spoken and the twins stared at each other with open interest. Finally Diamond spoke "Well now… big sis has another brain fart worthy of a medal. Look at those arms. God, a woman could settle in those."

Ianto rubbed his face as the two couples moved off, still admiring one another. A voice from behind him said "You should be a bloody match maker. Get a sign above the door, have an appointment book… give out little stickers for good fucks"

"Owen, fuck off. That's the only fuck you get from me!" Ianto sighed, smiling as he swung to seize the man in a hug "what are you doing out unattended. Does Toshiko know you got loose of your leash again?"

Owen roared with glee as he struggled in Ianto's arms, both mean doing the exact thing Ianto had just chastised for, sparring outside the room. But hey… the Devil does not adhere to stinking rules.

That evening Ianto was pleased to see the two couples enjoying a meal tighter like a weird mirror image of themselves as another woman stood nearby with her arms folded in silent rage, a rage that seemed to dissipate somewhat as a DD walked over to seize her hand and drag her off towards the coupling quarters set up specifically for those who want to copulate but not share personal space. Instead of having to force some polite conversation while inviting someone to your own personal quarters you fuck in a room that is sterile. Once done you mark the room as soiled and the cleaners go through the next day with the satisfaction of those who use the rooms themselves. Like a few other things that had popped up around the place, this was something that had been done without informing him or asking for permission. And he was starting to see more little groups and clicks forming.

This little society was really shaking and moving. Ianto was starting to feel a little loss of control as he knew these new arrivals were not loyal. Were not trained to obey and sooner or later one would try to push him for leadership. In a weird way he was looking forward to it.

No one was wiling to really spar with him these days, they all said he was too strong. The Judoon the only ones to take him on when a rare day presented itself.

A newbie might be stupid enough to challenge.

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I have already had a couple of Christmas requests for gifts this year. If you want me to write you a story as a gift, you just need to tell me what sort of story you want or if you want a surprise. It can be a totally new story or it can be a Christmas Special from a Verse you love or one not at all Chrimstassy. Whatever you want, I will try to do it. If it's something I don't think I can do I will say so but I have never had one that I did not like.