The polite apology comes quickly, and nearly cut off with a grunt as a young man comes dashing towards her, swinging a heavy tree branch--and sending one of those creatures from the forest flying through the air to land about four feet away with an unceremonious thud.
"Sorry about that--these little tossers are quick, and they're nasty." Ianto explains, watching with a sharp eye as the creature starts to scuttle towards them again. Ianto raises the branch again, exuding black menace from every pore.
The Brutok hesitates...then scuttles off. Abruptly, the armed Welshman is unassuming and quiet again as he turns to face the woman with the umbrella, hardly giving it much attention. Rather, he's focused on dusting off his hand, then offering it to her politely.
"Ianto Jones, pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Brutoks
The polite apology comes quickly, and nearly cut off with a grunt as a young man comes dashing towards her, swinging a heavy tree branch--and sending one of those creatures from the forest flying through the air to land about four feet away with an unceremonious thud.
"Sorry about that--these little tossers are quick, and they're nasty." Ianto explains, watching with a sharp eye as the creature starts to scuttle towards them again. Ianto raises the branch again, exuding black menace from every pore.
The Brutok hesitates...then scuttles off. Abruptly, the armed Welshman is unassuming and quiet again as he turns to face the woman with the umbrella, hardly giving it much attention. Rather, he's focused on dusting off his hand, then offering it to her politely.
"Ianto Jones, pleasure to make your acquaintance."