Title: Stormy Weather
Author: badly-knitted
Characters: Ianto, mentions Jack and team
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 300 at tw100
Spoilers: Mild for End of Days.
Summary: Ianto prepares for another day without Jack.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: A second fill for the square Curtain/Purple
I love Janto: An excellent summary! You're right, now if only Tosh can learn to see herself as the swan she undoubtedly is then maybe Owen will open his eyes. She makes it too easy for him to look straight past her by hiding in the background so much of the time.
Meirionwen says: "Guys who don't like brainy women are guys no self-respecting woman should date." This is so completely true! Intelligent women are sexy as hell (so are intelligent men, come to that). I was gonna say "Embrace your brains", but that just sounds downright weird, so instead I'll say, "Celebrate your intellects, ladies, and find yourselves guys (or gals) who appreciate you for EVERYTHING you are, not just for how you look.
A Shy Anon: Update - I have an idea, but it'll be longer than a drabble and definitely AU Torchwood. Might take a while as I'm short on writing time at the moment, but I'm making notes.
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The sky was a bruised purple colour, indicating an approaching storm. Ianto threw back the curtains and stared out gloomily. The weather suited his mood.
He wished he could just go back to bed and hide from the world but that wasn't an option. Since Jack disappeared, it was all hands on deck. Besides, the others couldn't be trusted to clean up after themselves and no one else would think to feed Myfanwy and Janet.
He missed Jack.
With a heavy sigh he opened his wardrobe to select a suit. Time to don his armour for another day of work.
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The End