Summer 8 - Open

[notrosesshadow]

Morning - Community Center

Martha decided she needed a hike. While she had been avoiding people, she also wasn't really experiencing the island. Today she would. She woke up early and braided her hair... her hair. The rain had done a number on it, and she didn't have any product to even attempt to straighten it... Braids it was until she figured something else out. That done, and with proper adventuring clothes and shoes, she made her way to the Community Center. There she poked around in the kitchen. She filled a canteen with water and grabbed some various food stuffs that she could throw in her backpack. She didn't plan for this to be a massive hike, but just enough. She also make sure to add a pen and notebook.

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Evening - Community Center

Martha sat in the lounge on the second floor with a cup of tea and a book. The hike had been what she needed, and now, she needed tea. She also should review her notes, but that could wait until she got back to her room.

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[readystopwatch]

He blushes again at the comment, before asking delicately, “How are things with you and Tom?”

It’s an innocent question but it shouldn’t be hard to see that he knows. It’s about the right point in her timeline after all and the sympathy in his gaze is obvious.

[notrosesshadow]

Martha hadn't talked to anyone about Tom. Part of this vacation was to just let her get over that pain. And then he asked the question. She saw by his face that he already knew, and that just made it more frustrating.

She pressed her lips together a moment and sighed while her gaze shifted to the table, though she wasn't actually seeing it.

"You already know the answer it seems."

[readystopwatch]

“I was hoping things had changed, or my guess on your timeline was a bit off,” He replies gently. He does feel a little guilty for already knowing her secret but they certainly talked about it a lot before. Hopefully she can trust him enough to do it again. “If you’d ever like to talk I’d be happy to listen.”

[notrosesshadow]

She smiled ruefully. "Well, you know. These things happen. Seems people like us don't get to experience normal. I had just hoped... well..."

Martha took another sip of tea. "I'll be fine. But... thanks. For the offer."

[readystopwatch]

“I can offer to not talk about it and explore this place sometime instead if you’d prefer.” He knows when not to push. She’ll share if she wants to. Until then he’ll just be a friend. In the long run that might be more important.

[notrosesshadow]

This was the first any person had come close to that which pained her right now. Sure she'd spent the past few days holed up in her room or out where no one else was to avoid people while she stewed, but this was actually talking.

"I just wanted... I just wanted someone to see me. And he did... he saw through my Filter, and he helped me get to freedom. He died for me. But that man doesn't actually exist. Not anymore. The real Tom? He couldn't handle it. The trouble was always there, but it wasn't 'til the Daleks that things really came to a head."

[readystopwatch]

It’s been awhile since he heard this from her, enough time for it to hurt all over again to listen too. In his opinion anyone who would leave Martha Jones was never good enough for her to begin with but that sounds rather insentive to say just now.

“It’s hard, living the way we do. With all these different times and secrets in our heads. Did he know? About what had happened between you two before?”

[notrosesshadow]

Martha shook her head. "I didn't tell him. There are some things you just don't share. It would have broken him Ianto."

She took a deep, shuddering breath, then opted for another sip of tea.

"So I'm here on a vacation. And who knows... maybe I'll find a distraction."

[readystopwatch]

“I hope you do,” Ianto replies with an understanding smile. “And if I can ever help with that distracting be sure to let me know.”