02 [backdated to 9 PM, UK time] you were the thrill that stilled my beating heart, baby

[fuckoingoboingo]

Just so anyone who was worried knows, I'm fine. Everything's back to normal, and all I suffered through was a gunshot wound to the shoulder. Thanks, Ianto.

Opening the Rift was not such a big deal. Hardly even terrifying. It was only moderately worrying, at most. Getting Jack and Tosh back was worth it. And now for my reward: painkillers and

Comments

[torchwoodteaboy]

Look. I really was aiming for your shoulder, you know... I wouldn't have shot you then if you'd just listened to me.

[For the record, Ianto did hack the last bit. There's just not much to say that he hasn't already, so for the time being, he leaves it be]

[fuckoingoboingo]

You didn't do a very good job of deterring me, there.

[Owen feels pretty guilty for all the smack he was talking during their tussle, but he's not about to apologize for it.]

[torchwoodteaboy]

How was I supposed to know that you'd keep going, even after I shot you? That definitely always works in films...

[strikes = thoughts and are therefore not there]

[fuckoingoboingo]

Because I'm me, Ianto. Really, now.

[namedfortragedy]

He shot you? [She didn't think Ianto would have it in him.]

[fuckoingoboingo]

Yes, he did, and he's not even slightly guilty about it. Not even in my timeline. You'd think shooting somebody would warrant an apology.

[namedfortragedy]

I just didn't think he had it in him to shoot someone. What did you do to deserve it?

[fuckoingoboingo]

Absolutely nothing. I was just trying to rescue Tosh and Jack. Never underestimate the Welsh, Juliet, they're completely capable of being jackasses whenever they want.

[protect_them]

You should've listened to him, then.

[fuckoingoboingo]

It worked out fine in the end. I don't make a habit of listening to people who don't know how to take a controlled risk.