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Post by Daniel Thompson on Mar 13, 2011 21:17:05 GMT -5
Things had been rather strange since he first landed here and he never thought he would end back at Torchwood. Well this Torchwood was different from what he had known, well what he had seen so far. After he had been shown to this room, he had lay down and ended up falling asleep not long after. Daniel had curled up in the warmth of the blankets and had slept for almost two whole days. When he awoke, it took him a moment to realize what happened and where he was.
At first he had been freaked out because the room was so strange and there wasn’t the dripping sound of water. Once he remembered things, he had settled down. A hand came up and rubbed his eyes before rubbing his eyes. He glanced around the room and noticed a change of clothes setting on the chair. His eyes glanced down at the scrubs he was wearing; they were a little dirty from the tumble through the pair then kneeling down at the docks.
Daniel wondered where Simon and Jack were and who brought the clothes there. He stood up and moved away from the bed. He pulled of his shirts, his fingers running across the scar that ran along a few inches above and below his waist. A sigh was given as he slipped the tee shirt on and then he changed into the pair of slacks was there before picking up the long sleeve dress shirt and slipping it on but not buttoning it up. The clothes were a little big on him but he had a feeling once he had the chance to gain back the muscles and weight he had lost, they would fit better. But currently, they were more comfortable then scrubs he had on. Daniel sat back down to slip the new socks and shoes on before looking around the room again, wondering if he should stay here or go else where.
His curiosity got the better of him and he left the room and walked along the hallway and soon found himself in the main part of the hub he was in yesterday. The room looked rather empty, he wasn’t even sure what time it was. He figured it had to be rather late or rather earlier with how everything seemed to be shut down besides a computer or two. He glanced around slowly, still trying to take all of this in. The rumble of his stomach broke up Daniel’s thoughts and his cheeks blushed slightly even though no one seemed to be around. He wondered if there was something around here for him to eat, even though he wasn’t sure if he wanted to eat at this point.
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Post by Owen Harper on Mar 13, 2011 21:57:00 GMT -5
Staring at out the horizon of his flat, he was bored stiff. There was Lady Gaga playing on his HD radio, but he wasn’t really listening to it. Tower of books was on the floor; there where all kinds of books. “God I miss yawning,” he moaned. It was like a prison in his mind because that was the only thing he had awareness off.
He placed his hands over his face, he was the only dead person and he felt so alone. There was a purpose to all this madness, he had a passion for Torchwood and that was the thing that was like a burning torchlight; that was his purpose for this so-called dead-life.
His stitched hand needed to be re-stitched. It was another week. He will have to stitch it when he gets back to Torchwood. The thought going back to Torchwood was not a place he wanted to go. There was Simon, and a newbie Daniel.
Daniel had powers and Owen will have to run test on him. He had to check Simon out too. He had one problem checking people physicals it was he could not feel them. So, Jack had got him a temperature thing he wears as a glove that senses his patience temperatures.
He was not rushing to getting to Torchwood, so he walked there and the Weevils were of course out watching him. It was like security because people stayed away and the Weevils stayed somewhat away from their King.
Entering through the cog wheel, the flashing yellow light was flashing as Owen entered. He removed his jacket as he walked to his office. He saw Daniel, gave him a look, “Hello,” he said coldly. The medical doctor just gave up trying to argue with Jack. Simon was added and now there was Daniel.
“There is coffee over there,” he nodded his head over at Ianto’s station. “Help yourself,” he added. “Tony Pizza doesn’t deliver this time. They might have something the cold box for you to eat. Go on help yourself to that too.”
Throwing a few books on his desk, he grabbed a hand weight, started to lift the weight. He needed to keep his muscles in shape. This was annoying he was thinking. There was no way to gain but he had to stay in tune like a car.
"Simon is somewhere, he can show you what you need," he added. Why let Simon do the work as a gopher. The man was trying to be socially to the other one, but he wasn't being all open. He was not particular trusting new people because he was afraid someone come along steal his job and what will he be back. Owen did not want to be back up or reserve. He did not want to be the trophy either.
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Post by Daniel Thompson on Mar 13, 2011 22:27:25 GMT -5
Daniel had been standing there thinking about things when the lights and sirens went off. He turned around rather quickly; looking a bit scared from the sounds of them and he brought his hands up to cover his ears. The sounds of them were a little too loud for his comfort. It wasn’t something he was used to. He wondered if he had done something wrong. He hadn’t seen much of the place when they had brought him here, he didn’t know that he had sleep the first two days away.
When he seen Owen come through, he tensed up and waited for the other man to pull out guns and start to yell again. His hands had lowered he noticed the lights and sound were gone. Then there was the cold hello that Owen gave him that made him blink twice. Daniel didn’t say anything back, not really sure what to say. His eyes glanced where Owen at nodded. ”Coffee? He asked, not really sure what was. The whole time he had been with Babylon, they had gave him a paste that was made up of nutritional needs and medicine to improve his abilities. It was put into a broth and he was given bread to go along with it. Then there was just water he was allowed to drink. So what food was and named, he was really wasn’t sure.
His eyes glanced around wondering what a cold box was and who this Tony Pizza was. Daniel was confused and tried his best to hide it. ”Okay.” He said quietly. Instead of making his way over to where Owen nodded, he went over and sat down on the floor by the sofa. He pulled his knees up to his chest as he reaching into his pocket and pulling out a set of tags that were on a metal chain. He sat there looking at his tags. Not really wanting to bother anyone let alone Owen. Daniel sat there thinking about his life and his world. It slowly starting to sink in that he was away from all that happened to him but there was a part of him that missed a few people back there, wondering what happened to them.
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Post by Owen Harper on Mar 13, 2011 23:01:17 GMT -5
Getting up from his chair, Owen looked down at the man on the floor, shaking his head and walking to Ianto’s tea station. Owen grabbed his coffee cup, the one that became a spare because he can’t drink the stuff. He poured coffee for newbie.
It was about Daniel, “You want sugar? Milk?” he asked blinking at the man. “You never had coffee? Did you?” he waved him over to the station. “This is sugar…you have a look you never saw sugar. It’s sweet. There is milk here,” he opened the cold box where Ianto kept the left overs and milk. “You lucked out there is some left over pizza and someone’s sandwich. Help yerself” he said leaving Daniel in the station area.
“Did Jack explain I will need to do tests on you?” he could see the youngster look worried. “We are Torchwood. I am not going to harm you. I am wanted to scan you, get some readings and get blood samples. We are not doing to hurt you. I reckon you be more willing than Simon. And I let Jack probe you why you have some distinctive physical resemblance of him. That will be his territory because I let him tell us what we need to know. And that’s how Jack works. You work with us you accept what he wants to share us. Don’t try to get answers from him because he has all lot mystery,” he sighed. What the hell did he rambled. Was he that lonely and he just talked away. “So, you got a problem?” Maybe Daniel had resemblance Jack and Owen had found him easy to talk too than Simon. Simon was just…there was no word described him. It could be Owen decided to dislike him and not sure he can like Simon. It was Simon….he had to prove he was worthy but Daniel seem to have a charm that seemed to accept Owen. Go figure.
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Post by Daniel Thompson on Mar 13, 2011 23:24:22 GMT -5
He tucked the tags back into his pocket when he noticed Owen looking at him. His eyes following the other male over to where he had gone. Then Daniel stood up and walked quietly over there. Blinking slightly as Owen went on talking about sugar and milk then he shook his head slightly. ”What’s coffee?” He glanced down at the various things on the station. When Owen pointed out the sugar, he didn’t reach down and touch it. Not sure he even wanted to try it. Then he glanced back at Owen as he moved over to the box. Daniel turned slightly, his stomaching giving another rumble as the other spoke. He blushed slightly and had a nervous smile on his face. Talking like this and having someone offer him stuff wasn’t something he was used to. ”They only fed me some kind of liquid stuff they said was soup and bread while Babylon raised me. Then the Torchwood from my universe they didn’t give me anything, locked me away after they got what they wanted out of me.”
He wasn’t sure why he was being so open to Owen about all of this but it was easier to explain what he had before than keep going over what he hadn’t. He walked over to the fridge and looked in it. Then open the box of what Owen said was pizza and pulled out a slice. He glanced it over, flipping it around a few times as he studied the slice. Pretty much like a little kid finding something for the first time. ”Can’t remember…” He trailed off as he took a small bit from the crust side of the pizza. He stood there listening to Owen explaining and talking about things. He wasn’t really listening to what was being said. He was nibbling on the slice of pizza as he stood there. After a few nibbles, he shoved the remaining part of the slice into his mouth. Having to chew with his mouth open at first before it was small enough for him to chew with his mouth closed. ”No problem.” He said after swallowing.
”So what now?” He asked, not really sure what was going on. He still felt hungry and was rather thirsty but didn’t feel right taking anything else at the moment. A hand came up and rubbed the back before looking over at Owen, wondering what he wanted to do first. He was rather nervous about the whole thing but wasn’t’ going to let on about that.
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Post by Simon on Mar 14, 2011 11:40:38 GMT -5
Simon came through the cog door, and stifled a yawn. He had only got three hours of sleep, due to his invisibility acting up all night. He had a pair of black slacks on, a blue shirt, and a hoodie. He said "Morning Owen. Morning Daniel." Simon went over to where the cold box of pizza was and picked up a slice. He took a bite of it and swallowed.
Simons arms then went to his sides, and his head flew back and they both shook at a super fast speed. He was invisible, and he swore, but neither Owen and Daniel would hear his swears. He turned visible back again and said "Sorry. My invisibility has been acting up since last night. So, Daniel, how are you feeling?"
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Post by Owen Harper on Mar 30, 2011 21:27:50 GMT -5
Owen saw invisible kid walk in. Owen could never get used to that kid. It was like he was Kitty Pryde from the X-Men. Thank god the alien could not phase through walls and doors.
Owen ignoring Simon, Owen turned to look at Daniel. "You eat what you want. You have any questions don't be afraid to ask. Simon is willing to help you? And I still need to get a sample blood from you Simon. Maybe if you befriend Simon, he might willing to allow me poke him with a needle?"
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Post by Daniel Thompson on Mar 31, 2011 16:09:52 GMT -5
Daniel glanced over at Simon then back at Owen, sensing the tension rising in the room. He swallowed hard as he watched the two for a moment before moving out of the area and back over to the sofa. He said down, not saying much to the question that was asked. He didn’t want to talk about himself; it was a place he didn’t want to go. As for how he was feeling, he felt out of place, like he didn’t belong here but mostly he was lonely and feeling lost.
He sat down on the sofa, curling up on the corner and resting his head on his knees making no movies for the coffee or to help himself to anymore food. The little slice of pizza he hate, filled him. In fact, he was starting to fill a little sick to the stomach but didn’t say anything about that. He glanced back at the two before closing his eyes for a moment.
After a moment, he stood up and made his way back to the room. He laid down on the blankets he had pulled off the bed, resting his head on the pillow. Last night, he couldn’t get comfortable on the bed and he couldn’t fall asleep not that he slept any better on the floor. And now, he was just looking to be alone though he doubted that would happen.
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Post by Owen Harper on Mar 31, 2011 23:18:23 GMT -5
ooc simon are you with us?
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Post by Simon on Apr 1, 2011 13:07:37 GMT -5
(OOC: Yeah. Sorry for the late post)
Simon said "If you don't use the big needle, i will let you take a sample of my blood." Simon then rubbed his eyes. He could still got the next day without sleep. He ate the rest of the pizza slice he had. He said "So, Owen, how's the hand? Do you need to change your stitches yet?"
Simon didn't mean to make fun of Owen. Just, the lack of sleep was clouding his judgement. He then picked up another slice of pizza, and ate a bit of it. He said "Also, i think Daniel just isn't used to our world. It might take a while before he settles here."
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Post by Simon on Apr 18, 2011 11:05:33 GMT -5
(OOC: Are you guys still here?)
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Post by Daniel Thompson on Apr 18, 2011 20:04:21 GMT -5
(Here, waiting on owen)
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Post by Owen Harper on Apr 18, 2011 21:09:56 GMT -5
)Ooh I am bad. I am working on it. PM me when I don't respond. ;P)
Simon said "If you don't use the big needle, i will let you take a sample of my blood." Simon then rubbed his eyes.
“A needle is the process, Simon,” Owen replied. “There is no other way except pricking you with a small needle at the finger tip. But that is painful. I find the needle in the arm less painful. Well, when I was alive.”
"So, Owen, how's the hand? Do you need to change your stitches yet?"
Simon had crossed the line. “Forget the needle, I cut you up!” he threaten the young man and we was glaring at the youngster. He crossed his arms across his chest as he realized he had snapped. He looked away from them. He quickly looked at Simon. “I am sorry,” he said. “A needle has to be used.” Owen apologized. It was because Jack had told Owen to try to be nice. And having Daniel who looked like Jack a bit reminded Owen that.
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