Sticky Bombs and Old Buildings (Torchwood/Open)

[The Phantom]

Raya grinned as she heard the musical trap being set off. It made her happy to know that her little prank was going so well. And when she saw the one from the other group get covered in jam, that just made it just that much better.

She set the tv monitor down beside her, and stood up. Her tail swinging from side to side, as she walked over to the window that was placed above the net trap. Sliding it open as she stuck her head out and looked down at the male and female. An amused expression on her face.

"How's it hangin'?" Raya asked them, smirking from the hilarity of their situation.

[Owen Harper]

Fighting the net, Owen yelled, “This is not funny!” He was afraid. “I am think fine.” He was unable to feel anything.

"How's it hangin'?” the voice from above said.

Owen shifted in the net. “I have an idea,” said Owen telling the Rebecca. “We are going to cut ourselves out,” he told her in a whisper. He was not sure where she was. “Now, when we fall you pretend I am dead,” he said. “You will try to re-track back to Jack and Ianto. I will be able to handle it alone. If this is a prank, which I hope it is. We can make her think she accident kill me. It should scare anyone?”

[Rebbeca S. Tarks]

To keep the person talking to them in the dark, Rebbeca simply noddeds slightly in acknowlegement. After a minute, she managed to cut through the net and the two fell to the ground. She groaned and sat up, looking at Owen, "Oi...you okay? Owen? Owen!" The woman looked at him and hurried over, "Owen! Wake up dammit!" She checked his pulse, then looked up at where she thought the voice ha come from, "You bother! You killed him! Are you happy?!!" She was a very good actor, just ask the last guy she slept with. Fter a minute, Rebbeca stood up and started running to find Jack and Ianto.

[Ianto Jones]

As Jack kneeled down to Ianto, his eyed studied Jack’s face. As Jack bit his lower lip sent a shiver up the jammed up man. The scent of Jack had washed Ianto. He was speechless, stared at Jack as he was dazed.

“Die by jam,” he said as he was getting up. Taking a cloth out his inner pocket in his breast, Ianto wiped some jam off his face. “Whip cream,” he said licking his lips. “You and me and whip cream.”

Stepping around the area carefully, “Yes, we need toast and tea,” he said following Jack carefully.

[Jack Harkness]

Ianto Jones, jam and whippedcream. Jack was already looking forward to getting back to the hub.
A teasing grin on his face before he got up and the business mood sank back into his bones.

Gun trained at eye level as he moved further down the corridor.
"We'll have tea when this is over" the amusement was still clear in his voice.

[Rebbeca S. Tarks]

Rebbeca finally found Jack and Ianto. She walked over to them, trying not to set any more traps off, "Back ways no good!" She saw remnants of something sticky on his coat, "I take it you know about the traps then. And Jack, Owen is coming, he sent me ahead."

[Owen Harper]

Owen was lying on the floor with his eyes closed. He was thinking I should get an academy award for this performance. He was doing what he could. He was the dead body on the floor which was waiting for the person to get near by him.

[Ianto Jones]

Ianto was confused that Rebecca was with them. He was still licking the jelly off his lips. It was good he was thinking. He moved on.

“AGH!” he yelled as he got hit by cloud of flour. His heart was pounding against his chest. “I prefer to hunt Weevil,” he said to the team.

[The Phantom]

"You killed him! Are you happy?!" Raya heard the lady shout up at her.

She was shocked. No. Astonished, maybe a bit frightened. Her traps weren't meant to kill anyone, maybe wound, possibly maim. But kill? Those traps weren't meant to do that!

Raya looked down at the dead man, her hands shaking. She bit her bottom lip as she began to think what she should do. Of course she would have to check on the man, but that would mean going out the window. On the plus side, she could easily get her escape plan to work once she was outside.

"Ah man..." She mutter as she slowly started climbing out of the third floor window, using her claws to cling to the building's side, as she slid down the wall. Once she managed to get both feet on the ground, she retracted her claws and looked at her nails. "Ow... Stupid nails."

Shaking away her own thoughts she walked over to the dead man, crouching close with her index finger extended as she moved in to poke his left shoulder.

[Owen Harper]

Listen as he hear footsteps, Owen was picturing where the person or thing was. There was no way he go by anything. He would not feel her touching him either. Not knowing he too could be in trouble because she could claw him in defencse and that would make sense.

It sounded right she was close he quickly opened his eyes to look where she was, turn his head if he needed and he tried to grab her. This would look like a perfect scene you see in a scary movie. Like Resident Evil.

[Jack Harkness]

The second he heard someone coming closer, Jack's gun went up.
Trained at eye level and ready to strike down anything dangerous.
It was, however, a big relief to see another part of their team in front of them.

Where was Owen?
Jack was about to ask when Rebecca answered the unasked question.

The immortal wasn't paying attention to Ianto when another trap was set off. The white cloud of flour hovering in the air as Jack ran up to him. Grabbing Ianto by the wrist and making sure the man stood behind him.
"Hey...what did I just tell you?"

He wanted Ianto behind him, just in case any of these traps would be lethal.
"We have to find Owen..." Jack wouldn't want any one of his Torchwood team wandering around on his own.

Certainly not if they weren't able to get fixed if things went wrong.

[The Phantom]

Raya screamed and jumped a few good feet in the air when she saw the supposed dead man open his eyes and try to grab her. During her little freak out she had managed to claw his arm and shout. "Get Back Evil Zombie!!!!!"

Now clinging to the side of the building, her claws embedded into the siding. She stared at him, panting as she tried to calm down her heart.

[Rebbeca S. Tarks]

"I'll take you t-" As Rebbeca spoke, she hears the girl from earlier screaming and sighed, "On second thought...just follow the screams." She pulled her gun out once more and started running back to where Owen was. She ignored the fact that she was already bruising on her arms and back from hitting the stairs earlier.

[Owen Harper]

“Oy, I am dead not a zombie…There is a difference,” said Owen trying to corner her. Leaping aside as she had claws, that was something that would knock his heart out. Tearing his jacket at his side with her claw, she shredded through his jacket and getting a little flesh.

He held his side with his right hand and held up his left hand to show he was unarmed. . “Look,” he said quickly thinking of something. “We got you surrounded. We need you to stop. If you cooperate we will not torture you.”

[The Phantom]

“Oy, I am dead not a zombie…There is a difference,” The zombie explained.

"I ain't seeing a difference, beside that ya actually talk!" Raya argued, her pupils turn to slits as she narrowed her green eyes at him.

He held his side with his right hand and held up his left hand to show he was unarmed.

She continued to watch him closely, unsure of what was going on.

“Look,” he paused. “We got you surrounded. We need you to stop. If you cooperate we will not torture you.”

She retracted her claws and let her feet touch the ground again, shifting over to a side, slowly as she thought up an escape plan. "Stop what? I haven't done anything wrong, and I haven't actually hurt anyone, the traps in there aren't deadly. I've tested them several times. Sheesh you'd think Torchwood could take a jo-..... Torture?!"

Raya pouted at first, then waited for about ten seconds, before she ran. She turned around the corner of the building, expecting no one to be there.

(( OOC: feel free to have someone be there ))