Surveillance (Open)

[Samantha Wells]

It was here.

She knew it was here.

She just wasn't quite sure where.

Samantha Wells stood with a paper cup of coffee, staring out at Roald Dahl Plass. She watched the various tourists, shoppers and business people going to and fro.

She knew that the headquarters for Torchwood Three were here. Deep below the ground beneath her feet. The problem was, she had no idea where the entrance was.

It was early morning and she had been in the plaza for about an hour. Just watching and waiting. Eventually she'd see something, she knew it. Something out of place. She'd be here all day if she had to. All week. Sam had a high tolerance for boredom, born of countless hours spent on surveillance.

She hated that she even had to do this. She hated asking people for help, especially another Torchwood branch. It didn't matter that she wasn't in her own time and had never dealt with this Torchwood team. It was a pride thing.

But she didn't have a choice. She knew enough about the time period she had been thrown back into to know that Torchwood Four was currently missing. And Torchwood one had recently been destroyed. Torchwood Two was always an option, but that would mean a trip to Glasgow. So if she wanted to get home, Torchwood Three was the best option for now.

[0wenharper]

After working with the alien plants in the hothouse, Owen was sitting in his chair watching a pretty lady sitting on the bench near the Roald Dahl Plass. He was smirking. She was actually making it obvious that she was waiting for someone.

“Jump and down, shake it up babe. Lets see some skin!” he said, leaning back in his chair.

Owen turned his head to the missing team. Gwen was with her loser finance. Toshiko was out doing something. She must be home reading a book on Hawkins; closest to date for Tosh. Ianto was lost about. Jack Harkness left them. Up he gone and left them to this Doctor of his.

Clicking on the zoom key, the camera zoomed on the lady. “Hmm….” Owen licked his upper lips. He was wondering how long will she wait? She was like a beauty. He titled his head and squint his eyes, trying to see her face better. Toshiko wasn’t here to adjust the visual. He had a wild imagination because was wondering how sexy she be sitting naked on the bench. Oh, it got a bit warm in the hub.

[Samantha Wells]

Sam continued to scan the Plaza. She knew there was something to see, if only she could focus.

Actually, Liam would tell her that focusing was her problem. He'd tell her to relax, take a deep breath, and just let it come to her. But it was hard to relax when the stakes were this high. She wanted so badly to get back to her own time.

Maybe she was going about it the wrong way. This was Torchwood after all. They were sure to be watching the Plass. Maybe she didn't need to see them, but get them to see her.

One more look around the Plass, and her eyes settled on the Tourist Information Office. Her gaze had passed right over it before. It seemed rather disused and uninviting. She could slap herself for being so stupid. It would be a great way to disguise an entrance.

She tossed her half-empty cup into a nearby garbage can and strode determinedly toward the Information Center, a smirk on her face.

(moving the thread to the Tourist Information Center)

[Gwen Cooper]

Gwen walked down the pavement as she hung up her phone with Rhys. Contrary to popular (read: Owen) belief, she was not off having a quicky during her lunch break. She was dropping off papers to Andy at the police station. She smirked because she knew that Owen, no matter what, or the fact he knew exactly where she was, still would tease her for it. She was stealing herself up with the best of her witty comeback arsenal, when movement on the Plass caught her eye.

Since there were always people walking about, this particular movement was surprising. Gwen was very good at ignoring the tourists and catching the important stuff. Her instincts prickled as she slowed her pace and followed to small brunette young woman that had thrown away a take away cup in the bin and was now headed straight for the tourist entrance.

Gwen dug out her phone and called Owen. "Hey Owen, heads up. There is a stranger headed towards the Info entrance. Get Tosh to run recognition tests. I am going to head her off before things get bad."

She ran after this and caught up to the woman at the entrance. She managed to get up right next her as the woman looked around. She looked to be writing something down "Pardon me for being late. Took a bit too long on my lunch break, you know how it is. How may we help you here at Cardiff Tourism?"

Gwen gave her best customer service smile and held her hand out to the woman, who was much smaller than from a distance. She turned on her earpiece while pushing her hair behind her ear. Hopefully Tosh and Owen can help her out here.

(moves to the Tourist Info centre thread)

[Torchwood Admin]

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