reversedpolarity | [text][private to Jack][forward dated to Sunday night]

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[text][private to Jack][forward dated to Sunday night]

ehy. hye.

hey

Oh yeah? [so amused, Scotty, so freaking amused]

yse.

dont forget it.

sheep. assholes.

The lot of them. It's too bad that this country is overrun with them, those wooly bastards. [Way too freaking amused by how drunk you are, Scotty]

aye well they best watch out if they know whats god for them

oh by the way ill be htere in about hwoever long it takes me to get to the tranpsoter room

And how long d'you estimate that'll be, then?

thats a good question my coordination is soth. sht. shot.

Think you're gonna make it? I don't want you splicing yourself trying to get here, Scotty.

please like anythings going to gowrong im te best

You are also quite drunk...

hey hey who was it who figured out transwarp aaaaaand transdiemonsioonal beaming

Alright, yes. But. You didn't do it drunk nor did you test it on yourself, as far as I'm aware.

nope i tested it on a bealge

bad idea

beagels are assholes too

They are, are they?

the lot of them

poor beagle

So. This is about a particular beagle, then?

no

who told you that

You're seeming to imply it, there.

i wnast implying anything

Alright. What've you got against beagles, then?

it was an accident i swear

See, now you've just made me curious.

bloody bealges and blodoy dleta vega and bloody admairls

Something tells me that there's a story behind all of this.

hey im in the taransproter room nwo

Alright. Here. [Insert coordinates to the entryway of Ianto's flat here]. This is where you should end up. Work for you?

yeah ill be there in about two minutes

Alright, I'll be waiting for you.

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