Jack was crawling the walls. Had been crawling the walls most of the night and seriously Ianto was ready to beat him about the head with a rubber mallet. Instead, recognizing his boss's restlessness, the young Welshman had suggested a game of basketball
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She chuckled at the antics of Jack and his friend.
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Ianto made a couple attempts at a legal block and then gave up and with a smile stepped forward and headbutted Jack squarely in the face, sending the older man reeling back. Grabbing the ball, the young Welshman neatly dodged around his boss and headed back down the park towards his own basket.
Rubbing at a now bloody nose, Jack was quick in pursuit though he paused when he saw Marie and shouted.
"Hold up, Ianto!" And with a warm smile on his face, he jogged over towards her.
"Hey there, Beautiful!"
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Since he didn't want to freak her out by kissing her and leaving blood on her face, Jack reached out instead and gently tucked a bit of silky hair back behind her ear.
"How are you doing?"
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The other, as if sizing up a rack of lamb.
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"Well," she said, at full volume though it was clearly the sort of thing one ought to be mumbling to one's self (Bela, though, did not mumble). "There goes my hopes that this town would be civilized. . . ." She examined Jack's bare chest and Ianto's tshirt clad one. "Though I admit, at least the view is pleasant."
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"We do attempt to be pretty in our violence around here. Something of a town ordienance."
He winked.
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"Have to disagree with you there, play time should never be policed."
Tossing the ball from hand to hand, Jack gave her a quick, assessing look.
"New to Milieux?"
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Uh-oh.
Did that ball just hit the TARDIS?
Old Man Doctor wouldn't like that.
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Jack was now looking a bit like an upside down bug, waiting for the ringing to stop in his ears.
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It sounded like it hadn't had a cup of tea yet.
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"Is that calvinball?" he asked dredging up a memory from his youth.
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