2.5 - Video

[breakingmyheart]

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like you to change my room to the northeast sector of the Torchwood Hub, encompassing the technical section, lab and locker room. If you could replace Owen and Gwen's stations with the kitchen from the southwest sector that would be appreciated as well.

If none of that's possible, I'd like to have access to the Hub's organic computer. Please.

[Added five minutes later:]

...the pteranodon wasn't a necessary inclusion, but...thank you.

[Public; video]

[Tosh is sitting on a beat up sofa in front of a white tiled wall; part of the word TORCHWOOD is visible on the wall behind her, printed onto the tile. Anyone around for either mirrorverse flood may remember that this is what Mirror!Tosh's cabin looked like. She's holding a circuit board in one hand and tapping it distractedly against her other hand as she talks.]

Is there currently anyone on board who hunts game in the CES for sport? I wouldn't ask anyone to go out of their way, but if anyone's doing it already then I'd like to have a word. I'd like to -

[There's some unearthly screeching from high above her head and she glances in that direction, but doesn't seem surprised or even startled.]

I'd like to come to an arrangement, if possible.

[Private to Erik]

We should talk. And I need to apologise for being a little...absent. I wanted to give you some space after the port but it's possible I overdid it.

Comments

[wedonot]

What on Earth was that? [Charles looks a little caught off guard but lol let's be real he actually looks super curious and interested. :c]

[breakingmyheart]

She's a pteranodon. Her name's Myfanwy.

[Tosh this is kind of lacking as an answer.]

[wedonot]

How is that possible?

[breakingmyheart]

The Rift I told you about occasionally admits non-sentient lifeforms as well as things and people. There was no reliable way to send her home, so, my colleagues and I adopted her.

[most_feared]

I do sometimes. [Tosh, why do you have a screechy squawky thing?]

[breakingmyheart]

If you've got no other use for what you kill and it's...manageably sized, would you mind letting me know so I can pick it up? I have an extra mouth to feed.

[She knows there's a freezer full of fish somewhere, but it only seems fair to give her the occasional something that's a bit fresher than that.]

[most_feared]

No problem. [He goes fishing a lot and it's rare he can get Narvin to eat some of it.]

What is it you got there, by the way?

[breakingmyheart]

A pteranodon. She came through the Rift almost two years before I - [died] - came to the Barge, and we decided to keep her.

[She clears her throat.] I asked for the Admiral to restructure my cabin, and....well. Apparently she's part of the furniture, these days.

[most_feared]

That's a hell of a long way home for her. [Poor thing.] How's her health held up as far as you can tell?

[breakingmyheart]

Not that we had much of a baseline, but it certainly didn't deteriorate while she was in our care. She put on a bit of muscle, if anything.

Honestly, if she could survive the Rift without some form of protection then she could weather anything.

[most_feared]

Does she have a name?

[breakingmyheart]

Myfanwy. One of my coworkers named her after a local myth regarding a goddess with a beautiful singing voice.

[Ianto Jones: dedicated fan of irony.]

[most_feared]

I'm sure cockatoos the world over would love to hear her singing voice.

I'll save her some fish, then. That's what I do there more often than not.

[breakingmyheart]

Thank you.

And - welcome back, by the way. I should have said something.

[most_feared]

I'm not offended. You keep to yourself a lot, and I probably should poke my head in more but sometimes I just want some quiet time myself so I figure I might be intruding.

[He notices, but he's a little bit of an introvert.]

[breakingmyheart]

Oh, it's no intrusion at all. I need someone to pull me out of my own head occasionally.

[most_feared]

Alright, then.






[Wait, he should come up with something better than that.]

If you're up early enough I do language reviewing at breakfast. Because I try to keep in practice. [Because he does have a ridiculous capacity for languages.] You know, if you want to bone up on anything.

[He's not good at recommending fun stuff. Other than minor hanging out with a drink he's pretty practical.]

[breakingmyheart]

It is better to have someone to practice conversation with. How early?

[most_feared]

I'm usually there at the start of breakfast. Stay there for an hour or a half hour.

[vfranklinmott]

I could fetch a few things for you, if you'd like.

[It's not like he's doing much these days anyway. No reaction to the screeching; really, he's used to these things by now.]

[breakingmyheart]

It's alright, I don't want anyone to put themselves out on my behalf. Thank you for the offer, though.

[vfranklinmott]

It'd be no trouble at all. I need something to occupy my time anyway.

[breakingmyheart]

It seems like I have some other suppliers anyway. It's fine.

[with_my_teacup]

[The fuck was that? Riddick is obviously perking his ears even as he says:]

I mostly hunt to eat, but I usually got leftovers and I can't use them in the cafeteria all the time.

[breakingmyheart]

If you could let me know when you have anything going spare I can take it off your hands.

[with_my_teacup]

I'll drop it by. Any requests?

[breakingmyheart]

She mostly ate fish and birds at home but she's not fussy.

[video]

[useofaswhat]

What the hell is that? You been grinding pieces of metal together?

[video]

[breakingmyheart]

Not today. She's a pteranodon - a flying lizard. Her species went extinct before the evolution of humans on Earth. Let me -

[She changes the angle on her communicator, pointing it upwards, and a few moments later there's anything screech and something swoops through the darkness high above her head.]

[burnmythoughts]

[There's a sly, knowing grin on Jean's face.]

You have the kind of pet that doesn't eat kibble, huh?

[breakingmyheart]

[She smiles a little herself and ducks her head.]

You could say that, yes.

[burnmythoughts]

Do they have a name?

[breakingmyheart]

She's called Myfanwy. I...don't really know which of my colleagues established that she's a she.

[burnmythoughts]

That's a pretty name.

How long have you known her?

[breakingmyheart]

Almost two years. Though it's been a while since I've seen her. I've been on the Barge about that long.

[wecanavenge]

Had I wanted to talk about anything, I would have contacted you. [ Be as hands off as you like, Tosh, honey badger don't care B| He does cock his head, though, looking at her surroundings. ]

Where are you?

Private

[breakingmyheart]

...Fair enough.

[Honey badger's Warden is pretty sure the Barge is just home now anyway so she's in no great rush for progress :c]

This is my cabin. I had it restructured.

Private

[wecanavenge]

[ Tosh you have a terrible habit of making your home in awful places. ]

Into your...workplace? [ It's a guess, but also a what why. ]

Private

[breakingmyheart]

Part of it. I'm more comfortable here.

[And nobody's pointed out that uh Tosh isn't this the place where your alternate self tortured a bunch of your crewmates For Science, so she doesn't have to address that, hooray c:]

Private

[wecanavenge]

[ Tosh are you well :| ]

I suppose it's better than your show room. [ It actually looks like people are usually around, at least 8|

Re: Private

[breakingmyheart]

[Not really :| ]

There's nothing wrong with being tidy.

Private

[wecanavenge]

It looked unlived in.

Private

[breakingmyheart]

I didn't spend much time in there.

Private

[wecanavenge]

That was my point.