IANTO
"Bad for my sheets, though. And you'll probably catch a cold," Ianto pointed out, frowning over his shoulder as he realised that the little bastard in his wagon was still dripping everywhere - and probably rifling through all his shit. So saying, while he waited for the kettle to whistle he strode back over to the other man, snatching the towel back and starting to rub at his hair. "Are you even wearing anything under that fishnet?" he inquired, his tone dry and amused.
Snorting, Ianto bounced his eyebrows at the other man. "So you should be. But my stuff comes at a very steep price. Still, maybe I'd be willing to trade with you. I don't need your flying dragon weeds, though." Mostly because he was pretty sure they didn't work - this guy was a man after his own heart, after all.
Leaving him with the towel on his head to finish drying off, Ianto snorted at the blatant lack of respect towards Arduinna. "All of the above and then some," he said with a nod as the kettle started to whistle. "And obviously the collar is a kink. How dare you."
Oli of the seven statues, huh. Okay. Sure. "Why, Oli - what are these mysterious seven statues? I've never heard of such a thing!"
Snorting, Ianto bounced his eyebrows at the other man. "So you should be. But my stuff comes at a very steep price. Still, maybe I'd be willing to trade with you. I don't need your flying dragon weeds, though." Mostly because he was pretty sure they didn't work - this guy was a man after his own heart, after all.
Leaving him with the towel on his head to finish drying off, Ianto snorted at the blatant lack of respect towards Arduinna. "All of the above and then some," he said with a nod as the kettle started to whistle. "And obviously the collar is a kink. How dare you."
Oli of the seven statues, huh. Okay. Sure. "Why, Oli - what are these mysterious seven statues? I've never heard of such a thing!"
where are your gods now
