Finally, Freedom

"You're missing a bunch of crappy squat buildings and boring people." Adam told him, wrinkling his nose as he looked back towards the Hallowed Grounds. He didn't rate much to the place. Sure, he'd met some alright folk back there, but none of them had excited him particularly, and the place itself seemed to be constructed purely out of grey and brown, Ianto's oh-so-charming joke made him roll his eyes, but there was a smile on his face. "Yeah, obviously. But what could make it less obvious?" He took a couple of steps closer, looked Ianto up and down. "There's no money here, so I can't pay you, but you need any favours? Something stolen, someone taken out? Or...something more...personal." With his last words he flicked his eyes down to a very specific spot on Ianto's body then brought them back up with a lick of his lips. There wasn't any shame when you were trying to get what you wanted. adam Mistreat your Altar Boys long enough and this is what you get Sad and angry... can't learn how to behave Still won't know how in the darkness of the grave