[video; open] dated to a few hours after ianto's post

[51stcentury]

[Jack revives in some sort of storage area with a gasp and more than a little bit of floundering. He's disoriented, as he usually is when he revives, and he can't quite remember what happened. It's coming back to him in flashes, and one of the first flashes he remembers is finding Ianto lying on the ground with...with another crouched over him. The attacker, it was him, he...

Where is he? Where is Ianto?

Surging into action, Jack switches the video channel of his communicator open. He looks pale - whatever happened to him leaves him feeling drained, though of what he can't quite be sure. His eyes are wide and blue and stand out in contrast to the palor of the rest of his complexion. His expression is halfway between exhausted and enraged]

Ianto. Ianto, where are you? Where is he? Some... [He stumbles. He's not steady on his feet yet - whatever killed him drained him more than a simple bullet wound would have]

He was... There was a man, or. Something. In our room. ...I found him on the ground, I. Someone tell me that he's all right, I don't know how long it's been, I couldn't. Ianto...!!

[He's too out of it to realize that yelling for him over the communication device won't make him respond any faster than simply asking for him would. It should be noted that while Jack's shirt is torn and bloody in the same area as the rest of them, though more violently, and with a lot more blood, his body is suspiciously free of any wounds]

Comments

[unwaveringloyalty]

He was asking for you.

[51stcentury]

He was? You've spoken to him?

[unwaveringloyalty]

I did not. He broadcast to the ship.

[51stcentury]

But he was...well? I mean. Talking and conscious...? [And not dying? Please don't tell him that Ianto's off dying somewhere, Jack feels like shit but he will go running off at the drop of a hat if that's the case.]

[unwaveringloyalty]

He was talking, yes. [ She doesn't know any more :\ ]

[51stcentury]

[Real descriptive of you there :| ] Alright. But he seemed okay, yeah?

[unwaveringloyalty]

[ She does not know how to answer this. Feelings are too new to her for her to actually be able to know how he felt. But she's trying ] He was... concerned. [ Read: afraid ]

[51stcentury]

Concerned about himself, or about me? [One is definitely a lot more worrisome than the other. Jack's obviously fine and will always be fine, after all]

[unwaveringloyalty]

You. He did not know your location.

[51stcentury]

Did he say where he was? Or where he was headed? [He needs to get to him, make sure that he's alright]

[unwaveringloyalty]

He did not. He was in a room. You were supposedly nearby.

[51stcentury]

What...?

Never mind. I'll. I'll find him. If he's alright, then I can find him. [He stumbles around, trying to get his bearings.]

[unwaveringloyalty]

What of yourself? You reported an individual with you.

[51stcentury]

The attacker? He's gone now. Must have dumped me here and then ran.

[unwaveringloyalty]

Are you well?

[51stcentury]

I'll be fine. [Read: no, not really]

[unwaveringloyalty]

[ She misses that ] Then you should find him.

[51stcentury]

[smirk] Oh, I intend to.