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[gldnboyassassin]

He'd just done his rounds in Terminal City and decided that he needed air. Or better yet a bike ride. Heading out to his Duke, he hops on and revs it up. Max was... well, he forgot if she was out or actually still in Terminal City. He wasn't her keeper. Then again he wasn't anyone's keeper. He just helped keep Terminal City in order along side Max

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[coffeemagic]

Ianto starts as the motorcycle arrives inside the hotel; his surprise is quickly contained, though, as he stands to survey the scene.

"I'll say," he says, casting a disapproving look on the tire marks on the floor.

[gldnboyassassin]

And that disapproving look doesn't go unnoticed but Ianto might notice something feral... primal about how Alec holds himself. And trust us... if there is an envelope for the boy Ianto would get confused. Because on it; it wouldn't say Alec McDowell or if it did then it'd be in small lettering. But the may sight of it would probably say X5-494.

"Who're you?" We're not sure if that's a slight growl or slight purr to his voice. Something no human throat should be able to make.

[coffeemagic]

There is an envelope on the desk. Ianto closes his hand over it, though he hasn't looked at the name just yet. He's busy studying the young man, as something seems... off about him. Something vaguely threatening.

"You can call me Ianto." And then, with a bit of a headtilt. "Welcome to the hotel."

[gldnboyassassin]

"Where is it exactly because this sure isn't the city or the time." Alec states. As for something vaguely threatening... it might be because he's used to being hunted down and shot at.

[coffeemagic]

"Ah," he says with understanding. "That's a tough one. I don't have an exact where, I'm afraid, nor a when. It's rather-- removed from such distinctions."

[gldnboyassassin]

Hazel eyes narrow a bit and practically dialate. "There any way home?"

[coffeemagic]

"Not that we've found, no." Matter-of-fact, efficient.

[gldnboyassassin]

"That's just great." He growls that growl more animal than human.

[coffeemagic]

It takes great restraint for Ianto to not get defensive. "I'm sorry," he adds, mildly but coolly.

[gldnboyassassin]

"Tell that over 2000 people that need me and Max."

[coffeemagic]

A ha, and now his interest is professional. More or less. "May I ask where you're from?"

[gldnboyassassin]

"Seattle. Year 2021." Alec states simply.

[coffeemagic]

Ianto nods and files this information away in his memory. He figures it's common decency to return the favour, so he says, "Cardiff. 2008."

[gldnboyassassin]

"Interesting." He's never heard of Cardiff. Lane would've heard of it before he had anyways.

[coffeemagic]

"Hm," is Ianto's answer, mainly because he's picked up the envelope with Alec's key and is looking at it. "What did you say your name was?"

[gldnboyassassin]

"Name's Alec."

It isn't what the envelope says though. It says X5-494.