Ianto
I owe you a drink, friend. I'll tell everyone you played along, don't worry, Ianto said with a mental chuckle, though he sat up a little as the man before him shifted into a magnificent, sun-dappled feline. Cocking his head to the side, Ianto didn't try to hide that he was impressed, though the clucking of chickens over the fence was a constant and irresistible distraction.
A pleasure to meet you, Kiki. I'm Ianto, he said, figuring it better to introduce himself again just in case it had been forgotten when he'd been masquerading as the other man's spirit guide. So - can I interest you in making a few chickens run for their lives? Mischief flashed through golden eyes, Ianto rolling to his feet properly now and snuffling around at the base of the fence.
A pleasure to meet you, Kiki. I'm Ianto, he said, figuring it better to introduce himself again just in case it had been forgotten when he'd been masquerading as the other man's spirit guide. So - can I interest you in making a few chickens run for their lives? Mischief flashed through golden eyes, Ianto rolling to his feet properly now and snuffling around at the base of the fence.
