July 19th

[sonofcymru]

Who: Ianto Jones
What: Waking up after the end of his life
Where: Outside the shops, on the street
When: July 19th, morning
Why: A person has to arrive somehow
Status: Open
Rating: Probably PG for British swearing

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[clampsgoldenboy]

"Mr. Jones!"

Nokoru's voice and face were filled with nothing but surprise and genuine pleasure. The last thing he'd expected when he'd come out today was to run across his guardian! The man hadn't been seen in months. Nokoru was given to understand that sudden disappearances were almost as usual as sudden appearances here, and that generally people didn't re-appear, but he was quite pleased that Ianto had decided to be an exception. Not that he needed a guardian, except (bah) legally, and no one had pressed the issue in the intervening time. But he liked the man!

"What a pleasant surprise!" The blond teenager hurried over to Ianto, still beaming. "How are you? Are you all right?" The last was added as he got close enough to see the befuddled look on the older man's face.

[sonofcymru]

Oh, what a nice young man. He certainly looked cherubic enough, though there was a general lack of angelness and a lot of normality about him. He did know who Ianto was at least.

"I'm expected?" he asked, blinking a bit more and squinting round at their surroundings again. "Well, that's good. What do I do next? You wouldn't happen to know, would you? Oh, sorry, you know my name but can I have yours?". Belatedly, Ianto stuck his hand out and offered up a friendly smile. The smile tugged at his cheek where a cut was healing and he winced. Funny, but you'd think small things like that would be taken care of after you died.

[clampsgoldenboy]

That gave Nokoru pause. Only a moment's pause. He was a very bright young man and this wasn't the first time, after all.

Because sometimes people didn't realize they were re-appearing.

He may already have gone too far to draw back with his greeting the way he had with Rachel; it wouldn't have been so easy if he'd been face to face with her like this. But he could be as diplomatic as possible. Nokoru was good at that.

"Oh - I beg your pardon, how rude of me. Imonoyama Nokoru." He inclined his head politely, and then clasped Ianto's offered hand in the Western fashion. "Nokoru will do just fine. I must admit I wasn't expecting you, but that doesn't mean I'm not pleased to see you." He tilted his head slightly, considering. "Please don't be alarmed, but am I wrong in thinking you don't remember having been here before?"

[sonofcymru]

It was rather a good thing that he met this polite young man because if anyone else came at him, he would have freaked out all over them. More than likely. But the gentle and polite Nokoru wasn't anything to freak out over. He couldn't possibly be something worthy of being freaked over.

He actually reminded Ianto of Toshiko, except more blond and less ... woman. Right.

Rubbing at the cut on his cheek a bit, Ianto nodded in response to Nokoru's question. "Right. No, haven't been here before. Er. It's nice to meet you too. Er. Meet you. Nevermind. Would .. you happen to know what I do next? Should I be registering somewhere?" Was it like Uni? Ianto was still convinced he had arrived in the afterlife. It'd be some time before he let go of that idea. He did remember dying after all.