breakingmyheart | 2.1

[Hi, Barge. The young woman on the screen is not the slightly paranoid, world-weary Toshiko who got her ass handed to her by the Barge for months on end and lost much of her faith in Torchwood; this is the amnesiac Toshiko who believes she just died in defence of humanity and is more or less okay with that. There's a smile on her face, but it's a little conflicted - there's sadness and some embarrassment in there as well.]

Hello, everyone. It seems I came at a bad time, so if I could make my introductions a bit belatedly: I'm Toshiko Sato of Cardiff, Wales, 2008. The Admiral has asked me here to serve as a Warden and I intend to do the best I can for as long as I'm here.

[A short pause.] It's...come to my attention that there was previously another Warden here with my identity. I...am not her. If it would be too strange for anyone she knew well to speak to me, then...I won't hold a grudge. [She gives a tight, awkward smile.] Although it's certainly not a point of social etiquette I've ever had to address before.

I also understand that some parts of the ship need crew members to help with maintenance. I'm a computer technician and technical engineer by trade, so if there's any relevant work then I'd appreciate being pointed in that direction.

[Filtered to anyone who she ran into during the flood, minus Hoffman, because he was....not helpful. :c ]

Thank you for helping me - my other self - during the flood. It was very kind, and even though it wasn't 'me' and may not have been 'you' either, I appreciate it.