69 Memory Lane - Monday
As soon as Ianto had gotten done laughing at Jack for falling out of a tree he'd helped the older man get out of his clothes and into a hot shower. Jack's back had looked like some sort of goth patchwork quilt with his black and blue marks and Ianto had merely rolled his eyes and shoved the older man towards a fluffy towel when Jack had tried to make a pass.
Morning found Jack stiff and sore but the bruises were no longer nearly as livid and he waved off Ianto's offer for help as he headed down the stairs to read over the paperwork that had somehow reproduced on his desk between Sunday and this morning.
"I battle intergalactic threats from various different alien species from time and space and I fall out of a tree in a park. Dignity where art thou."
Sighing, Jack sipped his coffee and got to work.
[ooc: Open! That people came by is totally okay for broadcast but please nothing on the conversations.]
Morning found Jack stiff and sore but the bruises were no longer nearly as livid and he waved off Ianto's offer for help as he headed down the stairs to read over the paperwork that had somehow reproduced on his desk between Sunday and this morning.
"I battle intergalactic threats from various different alien species from time and space and I fall out of a tree in a park. Dignity where art thou."
Sighing, Jack sipped his coffee and got to work.
[ooc: Open! That people came by is totally okay for broadcast but please nothing on the conversations.]