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Torchwood

Planet Earth's had a bit of an interesting time over the last five years hasn't it? A space ship crashing into the Thames, downing street exploding, Daleks in the sky and a metal man in every house. Even recently there was that gas, and the Earth was thrown across space. Luckily there are some people willing to defend this rock. Whether it be a former time traveller with a Xylok in her attic or, the brave team from Cardiff who saved the worlds children, or the two individuals about to join the ranks of Earth's defenders sitting in the back of a car driving down a street by the Thames.
Obscurejones

Carl's just glad to be out of the house.  As long as these "Torchwood" people have his meds he'll be their man.  He checks his pocket for his cigarettes.
So..  any of you limey bastards mind if I light up?
Xaspian

"Not at all, my man."
Charles drums his fingers on the armrest. Stupid prison of a body he's stuck in. Still hard to get used to. He's wearing a long coat which covers most of his robotic body, and a hat rests on his head, casting his 'face' in shadows.
Obscurejones

Carl checks to see if his window will go down.  If it does he starts smoking.
Who

It does but unless he smokes real fast the car's going to pull up in front of a pub, the sign on the building reads 'The Torch and Wood' bellow it is a picture of a witch being burned at the stake. Another sign reads 'no smoking on the premises' so they may have to wait outside for Carl to finish.

"Head up to the bar, ask for Emily."
Obscurejones

Carl flicks his cigarette into the gutter and walks in.
Anyone seen Emily?  She owes me five bucks.
Xaspian

After a moment, Charles follows Carl. He doesn't speak, but pulls his hat down a little bit further, and puts his hands in his pockets.
So, unless anyone looks closely at his face, or pays special, attention to his ankles, they shouldn't notice he's a robot.
Once inside, he looks at his surroundings, staying a few feet from Carl, waiting for the barman's response.
Who

"If you'll just follow me."

The barman unlocks a door by the bar and walks through.
Obscurejones

Carl follows him as instructed and fiddles with his lighter.
Xaspian

Charles also follows.
Who

The room leads down a set of stairs and into the cellar, replacement barrels for the taps stacked up against the wall. At the far end is another door, a far more sturdy one made of thick metal with no visible handle and a speaker of some kind by the side. The barman leans forward to the speaker and speaks.

"David Daniels."

The door of slides open leading to yet another set stairs.

"She'll be just down their, sorry about the walk. The number of times I've asked them to install a lift or something."
Obscurejones

Carl sighs and starts bouncing down the stairs.
Xaspian

Charles doesn't mind the walk. If the legs wear out, it's Torchwood who'd have to fix them, anyway.
He starts off, keeping pace with Carl.
"So, how did they trap you?"
Obscurejones

They're the only people have the right blend of uppers and downers to keep me lucid.  You?
Xaspian

"They altered my mind to ensure that I give them my loyalty. Rather unsporting, I do say, but there's little point in complaining about what's done."
Obscurejones

Carl extends a hand.
Carl Tokamok
Xaspian

Charlie meets it with a metallic hand. He doesn't grip very hard.
"Call me Charles."
Obscurejones

Carl shakes and continues down the stairs.
Who

The end of the extensive corridor leads into a large open plan room with a few computer terminals dotted about alongside a number of bookshelves and some perplexingly comfy looking chairs. One of them faces the door and in it sits a woman with short blonde hair.

"Ah, you must be the new boys."
Xaspian

Charles watches him walk for a few paces, before continuing himself.
Obscurejones

Actually we're just here to deliver a pizza.
Xaspian

Charlie enters after Carl. He looks about, taking in every detail. Carl seems to be happy to do the talking, for now, even if his attitude is a bit irritating.
Who

"Oh, then I guess you won't be wanting this then?"

She's holding a syringe in one hand.
Obscurejones

Carl glares.
We're the new trained monkeys. He holds out a hand.
Xaspian

"Speak for yourself. I am no monkey, as I'm sure you know."
The 'yourself' is directed at the 'monkey', Carl, while the 'you' is refering to the woman.
Who

She gets up and hands over the syringe.

"Relax, just a little joke. Gentlemen, welcome to Torchwood Four."
Obscurejones

Carl rolls up his sleeve and finds a vein.
So what exactly do you want from us?  He shoots up his meds.
Ahhhh...
Who

"Well that's quite simple. Neither of you are what you'd call usual, Four was created to use that to protect Great Britain."
Obscurejones

Carl shakes off his post meds daze.
Anything specific or do we just sit in the comfy chairs until the bad guys show up?
Xaspian

Charles waits for the woman, presumably Emily, although she hasn't introduced herself, how rude, to answer Carl's question. The American talks a lot, a bit too much, quite irritating, really. Most humans talk too much, in his experience.
Still, let the monkey have his answers first. Charles is in no hurry. His questions can wait.
Who

"Well usually you'll be a lot more proactive, but it'll take a while for David to get you an account on IT...hold on a second."

She gets up from her chair and starts walking.

"Who is this?"
Xaspian

"If you just removed my constraints, I could arrange those accounts..."
Charles mutters, just audibly to both of the others. Taking a phone call, in the middle of a conversation. Yet more rudeness.
Who

"Come on, it's a secure line. Fine we'll be right there. I assume one of you can drive?"
Xaspian

"One of my handlers saw fit to install vehicle handling programming into this body. I should be able to access it sufficiently."
Who

"Wonderful. Tally ho gentlemen."

She goes and stands by a side door, which'll lead to where they keep the big 'look we're a shadow government agency' black Torchwood SUV.
Obscurejones

Carl walks over and climbs into the front passenger seat
Shotgun.
Xaspian

Charles gets in the driver's seat. He adjusts his seat. A moment later, he adjusts his legs to fit the new seat position.
He waits until the others are aboard.
Who

Emily who really should have given her name by now clambers in to the back.

"Millibank, Thames House."
Xaspian

"Before we go, I feel that we should know a few things. Who are you, and what, exactly, are we supposed to be doing?"
Who

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself, how rude of me. I'm Emily, acting head of Torchwood Four."
Xaspian

" 'Acting' head? What happened to the last guy?"
He turns the engine on, ready to pull off.
Who

"Lost. Now get going, MI5 won't wait forever."
Xaspian

And they're off.
'Lost', she says. What's that supposed to mean?

Is there a satnav of some kind, or will he have to rely on directions?
Who

There's a satnav.

"Oh ,and you'll both be needing these."

She hands a pistol forward to Carl, she'd give Charles one but he's driving.
Obscurejones

Carl laughs and hands it back.
It'd do more harm than good in my hands.
Who

"What? It's standard procedure."
Obscurejones

I can't shoot for shite.  Probably pop the tin man here.
He jerks a thumb at Charles.
Xaspian

He doesn't take his optical sensors off the road.
"If you even scratch this body, you'll be in trouble."
Hmph. He shouldn't really care about this body. Still, for some reason, he felt like he didn't want it damaged.
Obscurejones

Wouldn't dream of it.
Carl settles into his seat and tries to keep his mind clear.
Who

"Tell me you can shoot Charles?"
Xaspian

"It would seem so. Didn't you read our files? Your sort of people always have files on people like us."

"At the roundabout, take the second exit."

"Look, do we really need to put up with that voice? If you just removed my networking prohibitations, then I can take the information straight from the box."
Who

"No, you behave yourself, then we'll talk."

And once they've followed the satnav they'll reach a rather spiffing looking building. They won't see it from that angle of course but it looks the nicest from there.
Xaspian

Hmm. Well, at least he's doing stuff. All this American seems capable of doing so far is being irritating, and injecting himself with drugs.
"So, when do we find out what we're doing once we arrive?"
Who

"There'll be someone waiting for us. He refused to tell me anything on the phone. Something's spooked the lot of them."
Xaspian

"Well, it looks like we've nearly arrived."
Obscurejones

Carl checks glances over the building and tries to figure out what the problem is.
Xaspian

Charles looks for good places to park.
"Should we leave the car here and walk, or is there an internal car park?"
Who

There's nothing wrong with the building itself.

"Just leave it here, oh and try not to make a scene, these people do like low key."
Obscurejones

Carl tries to keep his eyes open and figure out why they're there before they're told.
Who

The building looks oddly absent of people, there's a black haired fellow waiting out front.

"James Billing, we talked earlier."
Obscurejones

Carl nods and glances over "James".
Who

He's got black hair, wearing a business suit, just under six foot maybe.

"You'll be needing this."

He hands a lanyard with a card reading 'Authorised Visitor' to each of them.
Obscurejones

Carl slips his on.d
Xaspian

As does Charles.
Who

Ditto Emily.

"You weren't followed were you?"

"Of course not, I know our organisations have had their differences but we're not as incompetent as you like to think."

"Follow me."

James slowly heads inside.
Obscurejones

Carl's voice slips easily into a light russian accent.
James, Favor I am asking.
Carl starts rummaging through his pockets.
Who

(Gizmo?)

He stops by the door.

"What?"
Obscurejones

Carl smiles and pulls out what looks like a reinforced metal collar.
Pleased to be wearing lucky neck brace?  Otherwise I be seeing trouble in your future.
(Gizmo 1/3)
Who

He gives him a funny look.

"What? And what's with the accent?"
Obscurejones

Was that Emily asking?
Who

Nah, she's in blue now.
Obscurejones

So it was James and James doesn't know that Carl isn't Russian?  Very Happy
Who

Well he was speaking with a not Russian accent a minute ago.
Obscurejones

Not to James.
Who

*Rereads thread*

Touché, fine ignore that bit.
Obscurejones

Nope.  Going to run with it.
Because you have distinct honor meeting great psychic Bobinski!  Carl flourishes and throws a hand in the air.
Greatest of all Roooshin Psychinskis.
Xaspian

"Good lord."
This is insanity. He's been partnered with an madman.
Obscurejones

(Yes.  Yes he has.)
Carl strikes a majestic pose.
Vas more Eeemprooshive ven Bobinski had Moostash.
Who

James shakes his head and enters the building.

"I miss Canary Wharf."

"Please, 'Bobinski' try and be professional."
Obscurejones

Carl drops the accent as he follows them in.
In all seriousnss I'd wear the brace If I was you.  I didn't get a good look at it but something's coming for your neck.
Xaspian

"Look, will someone just explain why we're here?"
Obscurejones

I'm here to dispense neck braces and wisdom.  You're here so I can make jokes about Iron-man, the Tin-man, and Aaron Stack.
Xaspian

Has Charles got that gun from Emily?
"My body is an irrelevance. It does not feel pain, unlike yours."
Was that a threat? Nah, probably not. Might not be a good idea to test it, though.
Obscurejones

Carl smirks.
Be careful or I'll void your warranty.
Who

Yes he does, oh and he couldn't hurt Carl unless Carl attacked him first.

James leads them through some corridors, deep into the building and then stops by a door.

"This is why you're here. Are boys aren't sure what to make of it."

He opens the door, leading into a white room, the only furniture being a table and a set of 5 chairs. Both the table and chairs are made of a clear material, though somethings wrong with the one at the end.

(Roll vision)
Obscurejones

(What was the name of the roller site again?)
Who

(Invisible castle I believe)
Obscurejones

(Also have you ever heard of the SCP Foundation.?)
Obscurejones

Carl peers expectantly into the room.
(9. Difficulty 16.)
Xaspian

I know, but he can still threaten.
Charles looks into the room.
((I rolled a 12.))
Who

Ha! Optic Sensors best your puny human eyes!

Clearly visible at the far end of the table, a man is trapped inside the chair, his eyes glassy. On the floor next to him is an open briefcase and some scattered papers.

(In retrospect that was a pretty pointless roll...I just felt we should have done something GURPSy by now)
Obscurejones

(I got the better roll.  Gurps aims low, remember?)
Carl glances at the papers.
Who

(Score one for humanity then)

"I'm sorry you can't look at those."

James hurriedly gathers the papers.
Obscurejones

(Did Carl get even a glancing view of the papers?)
Who

There's the government crest and then a list of names

John Marvin
Melissa Bonds
Alan Smith
Sonia Bower
Jeff Hexley

It would appear to be meeting minutes.
Obscurejones

(You know what's awesome?  Having photographic memory and speed reading skill.   Anything else?Very Happy )
Carl sighs.
You know I can only do the psychic thing if I've got all the facts.  I'll need to see those.  And you should really be wearing the neck brace.
Who

(Roll speed reading +2 then we'll talk. That's plus two to the roll, not the target, low numbers being good and all)
Obscurejones

(10.  And I have skill at 16.  Booyah!  Also, Heh I see what you did there.)
Who

(You were going to make that anyway, apparently photographic memory gives you +10 to speedreading, so you've got effective 26. Also, what did I do there?)

The rest of the page is covering what they did in the last meeting, talked about action take against various large drug rings. At the bottom of the page it reads:

New business:

Earth Protection Party.

Then it goes on to a new page.
Obscurejones

("low numbers being good and all", made me chuckle.)
So, any chance of seeing those papers?  Or wearing the brace?

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