IANTO
Ah, yes. The locksmith. Quite. The brazenness of the man sprawled on his stoop brought a flicker of a smile to Ianto's lips - an expression so rare after his recent time with Arduinna that it felt foreign. Still, he wouldn't be kept from his home, and so he did step over the other man, clearing him easily and reaching out to turn the doorknob on the wagon.
Despite having no key for the lock, the door clicked easily open under his touch, and the place lit up from within. The scent of smoke and incense wafted out briefly - before Ianto stepped inside and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving the stranger to sleep on his doorstep. Whatever.
Despite having no key for the lock, the door clicked easily open under his touch, and the place lit up from within. The scent of smoke and incense wafted out briefly - before Ianto stepped inside and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving the stranger to sleep on his doorstep. Whatever.
where are your gods now
