Bunnied again - Their own little world
Jan. 25th, 2007 09:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethTorchwood bunny, Tosh/Ianto - yes I know but there's actually a point.
... okay, *actually* actually this was less a bunny and more a few random bits of porn for my amusement, but then I fell asleep and it all sort of went story shaped by the time I woke up.
So, Tosh is moving house - contract is up or just wants a new place. Finds a nice flat. On the top floor of a brand new block of flats. Both old and new place were rented furnished so she reckons she can do all the moving herself. When Gwen hears this she volunteers Team Torchwood to help. Owen gets out of it with the very good excuse he's doing two jobs until Jack gets back. Gwen ends up being called away urgently some time after the second time they climb all the stairs. Ianto stays with.
Says he's just being a friend. Tosh points out he's a real friend already - "You know, friends help you move, real friends help you move bodies?"
"Ah, but that's part of the job description."
So this is just for her. Because she's nice. Sweet!
The new flat has a few teensy tiny problems. Like the lift doesn't quite work right, and the heating seems to be stuck too high. Which means Ianto climbing a lot of stairs getting sweaty and actually removing layers.
Which, so far, so porn bunny, right?
But, sekrit plot!
... which is not yet revealed.
Instead Ianto brings up all the last boxes, then goes down to his car again and brings a new and shiny coffee machine. Special moving in coffee. So Tosh & Ianto have coffee. All night.
Next morning, slight weirdness. Flat even hotter, so far so new-flat. Lift still out of order, and Tosh says she swears those stairs get taller every time they climb them.
Ianto's car seat too far back and mirror out of line. Hmmm.
And when he picks up the dry cleaning his suits all seem to have... grown?
Weird.
So it's a long day of small annoyances, where nothing is exactly where you're used to it. Tosh had to adjust her chair, she swears someone fiddled with her keyboards, Ianto finds some of the tall boxes are just out of reach... come the end of the day they're very wound up.
Tosh invites him back for more coffee.
Coffee is code. We all know this. So much code-coffee is had.
They notice a few more things about the flat. Like, it's far too hot to keep clothes on. And it isn't their heaters. It's the flat next door. The whole shared wall is just pouring off heat. If they hadn't been sure the smoke detectors were working they'd be worried.
... They worry just a little bit anyway.
So they go across to next door to ask if they're okay. Only, the next door down thinks *their* flat is the one pouring off heat. A quick bit of Torchwood inquiry shows on the plans that there's a long room in between. But it doesn't seem to have any windows or anything, just lots of pipes and power cables running in. It's right next to the lift, but they can't find a door marked. And the weirdest thing is it's marked 'penthouse'.
So they go investigate the lift.
There's a guy working on it. He reckons it's the strangest thing - the lift won't line up with any of the floors. It's like someone measured the lift shaft wrong, made it more a lift pyramid. It's a right mess. But it works fine on the top floor, both doors open beautiful.
Both doors?
Sekrit room!
... which an awful lot of people seem to be going into. Many, many people. It looks like a how many people in a phone box competition. They hadn't really noticed because, you know, lift - people go in but not out all the time. Except for it being out of order.
So Tosh goes in, and Ianto stays in the corridor... keeping both phone and gun handy, because you never know.
And the landlord answers the other door. He looks a bit hot and bothered actually. And there's party noise coming out. But he says he'll fix the heat and keep the noise down and by the way she'll get a few days rent back for the inconvenience and then he shuts the door.
So now they *know* something wicked strange is going on - since when does any landlord do refunds?
Back to Torchwood!
Only this time they get down to the car and not only is everything far too far away from the pedals, it is all taller than Ianto!
Shrinking! oh noes!
So, yeah, this is the horror classic flat that isn't there meeting the SF world by way of a shrinking machine. Their landlord has a handy gadget that he thought could save a bit of space. Meaning he could rent out more and live larger, so it all looked good.
Trouble is until he moved in he hadn't really run the machine for very long at a stretch. Now it turns out to have a bit of a waste heat problem. And some leakage. And, oh yes, to be ripping up the fabric of spacetime above Cardiff and sucking the flats into hell.
... Dude, don't ask me how I came up with this stuff, I just fell asleep thinking of Toshnaked.
So anyways, Team Torchwood to the rescue... somehow. It may well involve massive explosions and Tosh losing everything she owns. Because obviously that would be fun.
... would mean trying to rescue the most important things, with possible awww sweet moments when Ianto grabs a box of souvenirs and Tosh grabs Ianto and tells him not to be silly, all the photos are backed up on three continents.
... I think I like that actually.
On the meta level... It's that "Their own little world" thing about how a new relationship creates a little bubble world for the two of you. But it also shrinks the both of them. So, in what sense would Tosh and Ianto dating each other diminish either or both of them?
I can actually think of some answers to that. About how they see each other. Ianto wanting to protect Tosh, her wanting to... teach Ianto? But mostly, aspects of themselves they'd be giving up on just getting in the nearest convenient het relationship - maybe it's new and somewhat scary to be expanding their identities the other way, but if the main reason they like the new partner is it's someone they could take home to mother, they're risking building a doll's house.
... yes, the Ibsen thing has been doing all kinds of things to my plot bunnies lately. You should see the one that keeps coming back putting Nora's "living with a stranger" speech into Ianto's mouth. Not that I can see him dancing a Tarantella per se, but his boss already has suggestions about what he should eat and how he should dress and... Well, yeah, like I said, it do keep trying to map it's way onto Torchwood.
So here? Much as I think they're both pretty, I don't think they'd be growing as people to settle into such a tidy little relationship. So I could make that theme work.
... of course for stories with different themes I could make their relationship quite sweet and equal partner. Quiet maybe, rather work focused, but sweet.
... I find I don't quite believe it though. They don't quite get each other. She wants to give him coffee to help get over Lisa. He wants to make sure cannibals or girlfriends don't eat her. Different styles of protective/nurturing right there, but not quite feeling kick arse together. IMHO.
I'm getting so many worky bunnies and yet writing absolutely bugger all. I have an essay to hand in... in 12 hours, oh *bugger*... and it isn't finished. I'm stressing about it as little as humanly possible, but that actually seems to mean not writing it. I know I only need to trim a couple dozen words and hunt quotes, but it needs doing. And also I think it will still be quite bad.
Also there's the random crying and/or living in a big fog thing that has been going on far too much lately. Writing from inside all that don't turn out too worky. *sigh*
... that whole thing where between semesters I was going to work on RFJ?
... yeah, that thing didn't in fact happen.
... *sigh*
... okay, *actually* actually this was less a bunny and more a few random bits of porn for my amusement, but then I fell asleep and it all sort of went story shaped by the time I woke up.
So, Tosh is moving house - contract is up or just wants a new place. Finds a nice flat. On the top floor of a brand new block of flats. Both old and new place were rented furnished so she reckons she can do all the moving herself. When Gwen hears this she volunteers Team Torchwood to help. Owen gets out of it with the very good excuse he's doing two jobs until Jack gets back. Gwen ends up being called away urgently some time after the second time they climb all the stairs. Ianto stays with.
Says he's just being a friend. Tosh points out he's a real friend already - "You know, friends help you move, real friends help you move bodies?"
"Ah, but that's part of the job description."
So this is just for her. Because she's nice. Sweet!
The new flat has a few teensy tiny problems. Like the lift doesn't quite work right, and the heating seems to be stuck too high. Which means Ianto climbing a lot of stairs getting sweaty and actually removing layers.
Which, so far, so porn bunny, right?
But, sekrit plot!
... which is not yet revealed.
Instead Ianto brings up all the last boxes, then goes down to his car again and brings a new and shiny coffee machine. Special moving in coffee. So Tosh & Ianto have coffee. All night.
Next morning, slight weirdness. Flat even hotter, so far so new-flat. Lift still out of order, and Tosh says she swears those stairs get taller every time they climb them.
Ianto's car seat too far back and mirror out of line. Hmmm.
And when he picks up the dry cleaning his suits all seem to have... grown?
Weird.
So it's a long day of small annoyances, where nothing is exactly where you're used to it. Tosh had to adjust her chair, she swears someone fiddled with her keyboards, Ianto finds some of the tall boxes are just out of reach... come the end of the day they're very wound up.
Tosh invites him back for more coffee.
Coffee is code. We all know this. So much code-coffee is had.
They notice a few more things about the flat. Like, it's far too hot to keep clothes on. And it isn't their heaters. It's the flat next door. The whole shared wall is just pouring off heat. If they hadn't been sure the smoke detectors were working they'd be worried.
... They worry just a little bit anyway.
So they go across to next door to ask if they're okay. Only, the next door down thinks *their* flat is the one pouring off heat. A quick bit of Torchwood inquiry shows on the plans that there's a long room in between. But it doesn't seem to have any windows or anything, just lots of pipes and power cables running in. It's right next to the lift, but they can't find a door marked. And the weirdest thing is it's marked 'penthouse'.
So they go investigate the lift.
There's a guy working on it. He reckons it's the strangest thing - the lift won't line up with any of the floors. It's like someone measured the lift shaft wrong, made it more a lift pyramid. It's a right mess. But it works fine on the top floor, both doors open beautiful.
Both doors?
Sekrit room!
... which an awful lot of people seem to be going into. Many, many people. It looks like a how many people in a phone box competition. They hadn't really noticed because, you know, lift - people go in but not out all the time. Except for it being out of order.
So Tosh goes in, and Ianto stays in the corridor... keeping both phone and gun handy, because you never know.
And the landlord answers the other door. He looks a bit hot and bothered actually. And there's party noise coming out. But he says he'll fix the heat and keep the noise down and by the way she'll get a few days rent back for the inconvenience and then he shuts the door.
So now they *know* something wicked strange is going on - since when does any landlord do refunds?
Back to Torchwood!
Only this time they get down to the car and not only is everything far too far away from the pedals, it is all taller than Ianto!
Shrinking! oh noes!
So, yeah, this is the horror classic flat that isn't there meeting the SF world by way of a shrinking machine. Their landlord has a handy gadget that he thought could save a bit of space. Meaning he could rent out more and live larger, so it all looked good.
Trouble is until he moved in he hadn't really run the machine for very long at a stretch. Now it turns out to have a bit of a waste heat problem. And some leakage. And, oh yes, to be ripping up the fabric of spacetime above Cardiff and sucking the flats into hell.
... Dude, don't ask me how I came up with this stuff, I just fell asleep thinking of Tosh
So anyways, Team Torchwood to the rescue... somehow. It may well involve massive explosions and Tosh losing everything she owns. Because obviously that would be fun.
... would mean trying to rescue the most important things, with possible awww sweet moments when Ianto grabs a box of souvenirs and Tosh grabs Ianto and tells him not to be silly, all the photos are backed up on three continents.
... I think I like that actually.
On the meta level... It's that "Their own little world" thing about how a new relationship creates a little bubble world for the two of you. But it also shrinks the both of them. So, in what sense would Tosh and Ianto dating each other diminish either or both of them?
I can actually think of some answers to that. About how they see each other. Ianto wanting to protect Tosh, her wanting to... teach Ianto? But mostly, aspects of themselves they'd be giving up on just getting in the nearest convenient het relationship - maybe it's new and somewhat scary to be expanding their identities the other way, but if the main reason they like the new partner is it's someone they could take home to mother, they're risking building a doll's house.
... yes, the Ibsen thing has been doing all kinds of things to my plot bunnies lately. You should see the one that keeps coming back putting Nora's "living with a stranger" speech into Ianto's mouth. Not that I can see him dancing a Tarantella per se, but his boss already has suggestions about what he should eat and how he should dress and... Well, yeah, like I said, it do keep trying to map it's way onto Torchwood.
So here? Much as I think they're both pretty, I don't think they'd be growing as people to settle into such a tidy little relationship. So I could make that theme work.
... of course for stories with different themes I could make their relationship quite sweet and equal partner. Quiet maybe, rather work focused, but sweet.
... I find I don't quite believe it though. They don't quite get each other. She wants to give him coffee to help get over Lisa. He wants to make sure cannibals or girlfriends don't eat her. Different styles of protective/nurturing right there, but not quite feeling kick arse together. IMHO.
I'm getting so many worky bunnies and yet writing absolutely bugger all. I have an essay to hand in... in 12 hours, oh *bugger*... and it isn't finished. I'm stressing about it as little as humanly possible, but that actually seems to mean not writing it. I know I only need to trim a couple dozen words and hunt quotes, but it needs doing. And also I think it will still be quite bad.
Also there's the random crying and/or living in a big fog thing that has been going on far too much lately. Writing from inside all that don't turn out too worky. *sigh*
... that whole thing where between semesters I was going to work on RFJ?
... yeah, that thing didn't in fact happen.
... *sigh*
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Date: 2007-01-27 05:54 pm (UTC)Ianto translated Toshiko's letter home, from Japanese.
Meaning he assumed Jack needed it in English?
Tosh translates alien languages. One wonders if she knows much Welsh. If not that would be rather funny of itself - can speak from far away but not here. Like teaching more French and Spanish than Welsh in school, sort of thing.