you seem to be like someone I knew

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

Who: Toshiko Sato, Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones
What: a mini Torchwood reunion
Where: outside Valhalla Inn
When: backdated to the day after the monsters retreat
Notes: rated B for extensive backdating and probable backtagging
Warnings: angst?

It's not exactly like the old days in Cardiff, but close enough that when it's all over and the monsters finally begin to retreat, Tosh feels a little at a loss as to what to do with herself. Back at Torchwood, there would have been the period of post-encounter debriefing and recovery, she would have had data to compile or equipment to repair or some alien technology to investigate. They'd have ordered pizza or Chinese and Ianto would have made everyone's coffee exactly how they like it, and Jack would have told them all in whatever way they needed to hear that they'd done well.

Everything is different now, though, and even with Tosh expecting to see the two of them sooner rather than later, there's still a sense of being a single motionless island in the flow of the city around her. So while she waits to hear from Ianto, she does a careful, unobtrusive patrol of the neighborhood surrounding the inn to make sure there really are no new attacks taking place, Integra's shotgun an unfamiliar weight on her shoulder.

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[coffeeking]

Ianto rolled his eyes affectionately at Jack's blatant innuendo before shooting him a long-suffering look. "Of course I've the train lines memorized. There are only a handful, Jack, and we've been here weeks!" Leave it to Jack to rely entirely on Ianto to get them anywhere on time. He knew the way to Hellsing and probably hadn't bothered with much else. Shaking his head, he looked back to Tosh with a smile.

"I'm glad you haven't had a bad time of things, Tosh. I still have no idea how all this is possible, but you won't hear me complaining." Well, you might hear him complaining about the utter incompetence of the interdimensional powers that be, but he'll never complain that Tosh is alive and well.

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

"It was educational. And not too exciting." Because this is Torchwood, and exciting tends to end in bloodshed and traumatic stories you could tell your grandchildren if you wanted to give them nightmares for the rest of their lives.

She nods at Jack's remark about it being his and Ianto's first alternate reality. That makes sense, considering their reaction to her arrival. "Well I've actually been trying to work on some theories as to how all of this works," she tells Ianto. "But there are so many variables, and it doesn't help that a lot of these alternate dimensions seems to be run by beings that call themselves gods. Makes the information gathering a bit trickier."

[51stcentury]

"Tell me about it," Jack says. "Religion is never easy to work around, no matter who you're dealing with. It's the same thing here, from what I gather. What with this Twelve Point Divinity or whatever it is that they've got here, it makes things rather difficult. And what with people walking around claiming to be gods or prophets themselves, stolen from other worlds or times..." He sighs. "Frankly, it's kind of a mess, as far as I see it."

He smiles at her. "You seem to be doing well for yourself, despite how tricky it might have been, though," he says. He's proud of her. Happy to see her, and happy to see that she is doing as well as she is.