2.1 - Video

[breakingmyheart]

[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.

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[breakingmyheart]

I see. Thank you.

I'd love to see the engine room, if that's alright.

[Eventually she'll find she has an incredibly detailed functional diagram and months' worth of maintenance records on her laptop but....not yet :c]

[inhistorybooks]

That's fine. You wanna pick somewhere to meet, and I can show you around?

[breakingmyheart]

My cabin is on Level 8, or I can come to you. I'm not fussy.

[inhistorybooks]

I'll meet you down in the common room. Got a time that works, or is right now alright?

[breakingmyheart]

Right now is fine. I don't have much else in my diary just yet.

[inhistorybooks]

I'll see you down there.

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[breakingmyheart]

[Please find your amnesiac engine room buddy lingering outside her cabin, trying to look innocuous.]

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[inhistorybooks]

[Tosh you're like, the only person here, how is this innocuous.

Trip shows up wearing his usual uniform jumpsuit and doesn't seem to be all that bothered by the whole I knew you but now you don't thing, probably more for her benefit than anything else, really, because this was always weird as hell.]

Hi. Adjusting okay?

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[breakingmyheart]

[You can totally look innocuous by yourself, shh. She straightens up when she sees him, pulling away from the wall where she's half-leaning.]

Yes, thank you. It would have been nice to have arrived after the flood, but - [She smiles tightly.] Well. What can you do.

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[inhistorybooks]

That's a pretty good attitude to have around here in general. [He starts heading off in the general direction of the engine room, making sure she's following.]

There's not a ton to do, really, at least compared to back home for me, which is probably one of the more frustrating parts of working here, but it's been kinda a fun project. I can share you my notes if you wanna catch up.

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[breakingmyheart]

[She falls into step with him.] I'd appreciate that, thank you. May I ask where 'back home' is?

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[inhistorybooks]

Well, originally, Panama City, Florida, Earth. Then San Francisco, then for the last four or so years before winding up on this ship, the starship Enterprise. I'm the chief engineer.

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[breakingmyheart]

[Her eyebrows lift, but she's determined not to blurt anything out after she did that very thing to Kirk.]

So this must be a bit of a day at the office for you, I suppose.