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Because, clearly, the best time to post fic is in the midst of Yuletide. DUH. (Incidentally, if anyone guesses which Yuletide fic I wrote, I will totally write you a fic to the fandom/pairing specifications of your choice. The archive is vast, but the fic I wrote is ENTIRELY PREDICTABLE IN EVERY WAY, so some advantage there.)

Anyway. Have fifty connected sentences.


one by one my tales are told
by kaydee falls
written for the [livejournal.com profile] 1sentence challenge
Torchwood, Jack/Ianto (& Ianto/Lisa)
rated PG-13
disclaimer: not mine, no profit, don't sue.
notes: Spoilers for Children of Earth. Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] pocky_slash for the beta.


1 – walking
It's just a matter of putting one foot in front of the other, Ianto tries to tell himself – as natural as breathing (the scorched air as flames swallow up the remains of Torchwood London) – and Lisa never stops screaming as he drags her through the wreckage, one step at a time.

2 – waltz
Getting into Torchwood Three requires all the calculation and patience he possesses, taking two steps forward and one step back with every approach, a desperate attempt at seduction in three-quarter time.

3 – wishes
"Everything will be all right," he tells Lisa, pretending he doesn't know it's a lie.

4 – wonder
For just a moment, he forgets everything (except the pterodactyl and the adrenaline rush and the smell and feel of Jack's warm body pressed against his), and he laughs.

5 – worry
He double- and triple-checks the CCTV footage to be sure he erased it properly, makes some more coffee, and then checks it again.

6 – whimsy
"Come on, Tosh, live a little," Jack wheedles, and Ianto smiles from the sidelines as Jack drags her into an improvised tango, the pterodactyl cawing in counterpoint.

7 – wasteland
His suit is soaked with her blood as he kneels by the empty shell of cybernetic machinery that pretended to be her body, but it's only when he instinctively leans into the touch of Jack's hand on his shoulder that Ianto knows his betrayal of Lisa is complete.

8 – whiskey and rum
He doesn't know if there's Retcon in the drink Jack poured him, but he doesn't hesitate, and it burns all the way down.

9 – war
Everyone has their own battles to fight; Ianto straightens his tie and returns to work.

10 – weddings
"And let me tell you, you haven't exchanged vows until you've seen where the Hylorans keep their rings!" – and to his considerable surprise, Ianto can't help but laugh.

11 – birthday
He's chronologically twenty-four years old today, but that has nothing to do with how old he is.

12 – blessing
"You're a part of the team, and it's time they started realizing it," Jack tells him firmly, "so go prep the SUV for the camping trip and we'll be with you in ten minutes."

13 – bias
Ianto hates the countryside.

14 – burning
He's got a cut on his neck where the cleaver bit into it, bruises in deepening shades all over his body, and quite possibly a mild concussion – but all he can feel is the heat of Jack's mouth against his as he proves to himself that he's still alive.

15 – breathing
Ianto will never admit how much the glove disturbs him – that first gasp of resurrection, his stopwatch ticking off stolen seconds long after the person's time had reached its natural end.

16 – breaking
Neither of them are entirely whole anymore – maybe this is why they fit together.

17 – belief
He never asked whether Lisa has a drawer in the morgue (next to Suzie's, next to his own), and knows Jack will never tell him; it's for the best.

18 – balloon
The latest Rift detritus looks not unlike a barrage balloon; Jack smirks and claims it reminds him of a girl he used to know.

19 – balcony
Ianto can feel Jack watching from his office, and allows himself a private smile – after all, it's nearly six o'clock, and the others will be heading home soon.

20 – bane
After Lisa, Ianto thought he was already broken; after Abaddon, he realizes just how much farther he still has to fall.

21 – quiet
Without Jack, the Hub at night feels like a tomb; Ianto starts working normal business hours for the first time in his life.

22 – quirks
(Except for the nights he sleeps in the bed under Jack's office – well, someone has to keep an eye on the Rift monitor.)

23 – question
"It was the Doctor, wasn't it?" Tosh murmurs, and Ianto doesn't reply – they've both seen him before, they both know.

24 – quarrel
In some ways, Gwen is a better leader than Jack (or at least has the potential to become one); it's not her fault the rest of them can't quite forgive her for not being him.

25 – quitting
After the third month, he stops sleeping in Jack's bed.

26 – jump
"Was that a yes?" Jack asks, oddly uncertain, as if there were ever any doubt – Jack's here, and Ianto's already falling back toward him, as natural as breathing, as inevitable as gravity – so "Yes," Ianto stutters out, "yes."

27 – jester
Jack's stories have them laughing so hard they forget he ever left them, and Ianto finds it all strangely, desperately sad.

28 – jousting
Okay, so maybe he's somewhat mouthier than usual these days, but if the looks Jack shoots him promise dire retribution later – well, that's what Ianto likes best about their verbal sparring matches: everyone wins.

29 – jewel
He's never really understood the thing between Jack and Gwen, but it doesn't bother him; he can see the way Jack sometimes sneaks glances at her engagement ring – wistful, bemused, and oddly proud, like a doting father who's not quite ready to admit his little girl is all grown up.

30 – just
"Pray they survive," Ianto says, feeling neither hesitation or remorse; shoving a gun in his face is one thing, but threatening his team – Jack – is something else entirely.

31 – smirk
Jack should really know better than to pilfer Ianto's diary.

32 - sorrow
After all this time, Jack still doesn't know how to cope with loss; Ianto hates himself for even thinking it, but maybe that's what keeps Jack human.

33 – stupidity
That's the thing about gloves: they come in pairs.

34 – serenade
Water spills down the fountain in soothing rhythms, the mainframe power generators hum, and Jack moans into Ianto's touch, low and rich, the perfect accompaniment.

35 – sarcasm
"Yes, sir" – Ianto secretly loves the way Jack can never tell if he means it or not.

36 – sordid
Ianto rightfully prides himself on his self-control, but all Jack has to do is flash him that particular grin – wide and private and utterly filthy – and oh, he never stands a chance.

37 – soliloquy
After Gwen returns from Flat Holm, Jack yells at him for fifteen solid minutes about insubordination and irresponsibility and going behind his back; Ianto just waits it out and listens to the things Jack can't say, I hate this and you were right and I wish there had been another way, ready to catch him when he finally runs out of words.

38 – sojourn
They really ought to go – Owen's already loading up the SUV, and Tosh thinks she's pinpointed the location of the weird readings – but "just another minute," Jack murmurs, breath hot along Ianto's collarbone, and Ianto arches against him and enjoys the moment.

39 – share
Jack specializes in outrageous truths and Ianto in plausible lies; they understand each other perfectly.

40 – solitary
As he stares down at the bomb, just before the building explodes around them – there's a moment, a breath, a heartbeat, and he thinks, everyone dies alone.

41 – nowhere
Death is nothing, and there's nothing that comes next; dying is as natural as breathing, and Tosh and Owen are just – gone.

42 – neutral
Jack rages and Gwen sobs; Ianto cleans up silently after them.

43 – nuance
"Ianto," Jack says softly, actually seeing him, and Ianto lets himself fall apart at last.

44 – near
On missions, his place is at Jack's side and just half a step behind, the loyal soldier; in private, he knows perfectly well where he stands.

45 – natural
"When it's my turn, Jack, please – don't go looking for any more gloves."

46 – horizon
Sometimes, Ianto catches Jack looking at him, warm and soft and entirely unlike the dashing Captain; it's absolutely terrifying and a little like hope.

47 – valiant
The Daleks destroy one of UNIT's most prized defensive resources, but Ianto suspects that Jack is secretly pleased by the loss of the Valiant; it may never have happened, but the scars from that year took a long time to heal.

48 – virtuous
Ianto cleans the Hub thoroughly before Gwen returns from her weekend away with Rhys, well before she's expected in; he still hasn't quite been forgiven for what happened the last time she came back early, though it never fails to bring that very particular glint to Jack's eyes.

49 – victory
They save the planet far more often than they nearly destroy it, which has to count for something; Jack smiles against his lips, and Ianto knows it's enough.

50 – defeat
In the end, following Jack is simply a matter of putting one foot in front of the other – as natural as breathing (the air in Thames House), as natural as not.

Date: 2009-12-28 06:00 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] remuslives23.livejournal.com
Each sentence felt like a whole story, which is such a bloody amazing achievement. Wonderful!

Date: 2009-12-29 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you. :)

Date: 2009-12-28 07:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amuly.livejournal.com
ahhh that was actually really good! i know it sounds surprised, but often these sorts of projects end up so-so, but yours was really great!!! congrats on that, it's a real feat to manage something like this so well.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you. :)

Date: 2009-12-28 07:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wynkat1313.livejournal.com
that was very very cool. I wasn't sure that all the single sentences were going to work for me but in the end I found myself rather entranced by the whole thing.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-28 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] missthingsplace.livejournal.com
That was fantastic.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-12-28 08:30 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] lone-star-woman.livejournal.com
There were some individual sentences in here that truly broke my heart, and as a whole, this is gorgeous. Thanks for sharing.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-28 08:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brigs-syzygy.livejournal.com
i do love these especially when they're done well and boy was this done well! each sentence was so complete in itself. it told so much. very very very well done!

Date: 2009-12-29 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you.

Date: 2009-12-28 09:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hab318princess.livejournal.com
what a wonderful way of telling their story!

Date: 2009-12-29 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you!

Date: 2009-12-28 10:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] electrictoes.livejournal.com
That was absolutely amazing. Some of those sentences told whole stories on their own & it was just... brilliant.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-28 10:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blaid-drwg.livejournal.com
You made me cry at the end there even though I knew it was comming. What a poetic and unique way of telling Ianto's story.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you.

Date: 2009-12-28 10:35 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] acchikocchi.livejournal.com
oh geez that last sentence was a killer. you are far too good at this.

edit: ....horrible pun completely unintended. oh dear. D:
Edited Date: 2009-12-28 10:37 am (UTC)

Date: 2009-12-29 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! Puns notwithstanding. :D

Date: 2009-12-28 01:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lexia4.livejournal.com
This is fantastic. I love how you've managed to tell a story in each sentance. :)

Date: 2009-12-29 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you.

Date: 2009-12-28 03:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nancybrown.livejournal.com
Okay, every one of these were perfect, and heartbreaking and WOW. Very very impressive.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-28 03:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kita0610.livejournal.com
That was really beautiful. It totally transcended being a writing exercise. Every sentence felt natural. Thanks for sharing this.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm so glad it worked for you.

Date: 2009-12-28 04:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trektotorch.livejournal.com
Each one brings a visual image of a complete story. This was very well done!! Thanks for writing it.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-28 09:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tormented-space.livejournal.com
These kinds of fics are often amongst my favourites if they're done well. This was done well. Amazing how you can get me to feel sad, happy and overjoyed with individual sentences.

Date: 2009-12-29 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad it worked for you. :)

Date: 2009-12-28 10:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tardis-stowaway.livejournal.com
Many of these sentences pack a big impact, but none more than the last one. Excellent work!

Date: 2009-12-29 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

wow

Date: 2009-12-29 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lawford.livejournal.com
Perfect little jewels, each and every one. Especially loved #16.

Re: wow

Date: 2009-12-30 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-29 01:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] owensheart.livejournal.com
I loved these sentences and the last one was so very sad.

They were all wonderfully done.

Date: 2009-12-30 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Date: 2009-12-30 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rose71.livejournal.com
This was great! These moments are so rich, and I can hardly believe they're all single sentences--there's so much in each one.

The ending was heartbreaking. And this captured both characters so perfectly, in so few words:

Jack specializes in outrageous truths and Ianto in plausible lies

Date: 2009-12-30 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kaydeefalls.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm so glad they worked for you.

Date: 2009-12-30 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mop-cat.livejournal.com
Brilliant.

Date: 2009-12-31 05:46 am (UTC)

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