First Brew [TakeTwo - Accidental Video]

[rlylikethatcoat]

I'm dead. I have to be. That is the only explanation for this ... this preposterous nonsense.

[Ianto doesn't appear to be talking to anyone in particular. His phone is resting on a window ledge, slightly skewed view as though it was not intentionally recording. The short haired Welshman was pacing back and forth, one hand on his hip, the other

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[chronosexual]

[VIDEO]

[Jack is seen in the view of the camera, the look on his face nothing short of astonishment. Here was Ianto, back again... Just like he had been at Christmas.]

Ianto? Ianto Jones? Where are you?

[rlylikethatcoat]

JACK? [Ianto didn't even bother disguising the shock in his voice, or the twinge of hope and uncertainty in his eyes as he grabbed for the phone.]

Jack! You're- You're alive. You're all right!

[chronosexual]

Of course I am. It's me you're talking to, isn't it?

[Jack frowns, leaning in for a closer look.] What about you? Are you all right? You look like you've been injured..

[rlylikethatcoat]

Am I all right? [He laughs, short, sharp and nervous. A forced sound as he runs a hand through his hair again. Jack asking if he's okay.]

The hub is gone. How did you- I saw them taking away pieces of you, Jack. You were in PIECES.

[morsporta]

Does it? Quite the contrary. Whether or not we were fictitious or real, we're here now.

[rlylikethatcoat]

Look, I have had a pretty bad day, as far as bad days go. I really do not need my subconscious arguing with me just now.

[morsporta]

Acceptance goes a long way.

[rlylikethatcoat]

Acceptance? This is not even real. What am I supposed to be accepting?

[rlylikethatcoat]

[He looked away from the camera with a slight hint of a frown.]

They seem a lot more likely than this being reality. I've seen enough terrible things in my lifetime.

[allonsyalonzo]

Hello again! Don't mean to contradict you, but we'll get you sorted soon enough. Right as rain!

You probably don't remember me. I'm the Doctor! My hands should look familiar, at any rate!

[He holds them up to the video monitor, still smiling his wartime don't-worry-you'll-make-it grin, rotating his wrists one way and then the other, and waggling his fingers.]

[rlylikethatcoat]

The Doctor? [He puts emphasis on the 'The'. The Doctor. Jack's Doctor. No that isn't a spike of jealousy, not at all. But he does follow that hint well enough.]

That was your hand?

[allonsyalonzo]

One of them!