General Support Log, Week 10
General Support Log
v. 1, week 10
ZOMBIES? Torchwood has a long history of shooting zombies in the FACE!
Monitoring:
Captain Jack Harkness (ask_captainjack)
Senior Agent PC Gwen Cooper and Executive Husband Rhys Williams (gwen_e_cooper, therant_willask)
AWARD WINNING BUTLER Ianto Jones (ask_aboutcoffee)
Senior Junior Agent Doctor Martha Jones (ask_arealdoctor)
Junior Junior Agent Captain John Hart (oh_doask)
Party Crashers T and Andy (timeagency and dontask_pcandy)
HRH Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor and Butler Harold Putnam (inquireof_liz)
Time Lords The Doctor (askfor_bananas) and Jenny (askmydad)
Suzie Fucking Costello again (thedarkisasking)
Myfanwy the Dinosaur, Max the Beagle, and Tomb Raider the cat.
Alien Activity: The Doctor considered a movie night, and after the party he went for a walk in Cardiff. He took a map to trouble with him! But Andy did give him advice about fitting in. The Doctor has a charmingly unique view of the world.
Staff: Gwen and Martha discussed costuming. I was... pleased. Gwen was pleased to be writing fanfiction whilst in a coat and Jack is pleased to shoot anyone who bashes our Gwen. Quite right too. Martha's more hesitant about the coat. Gwen and I talked about nightmares and underachieving and how Jack sometimes improves techno. Leadership is such a burden.
Hart's condom issues appear to be solved and he and Martha practiced nonverbal communication. You could almost call it iconmunication. He also tested Jack's resolve but I am it is steely.
AWARD WINNING BUTLER: On Friday night I went out Weevil hunting and won an award. The Internet as surveyed by Children of Time thinks we are the best (or possibly the favourite!). This was brilliant! I was congratulated by Shannon, The Queen (who disarmed my Weevil), The Doctor, Jenny, and with a limerick. There were awesome nibbles at the party, chocolatinis, cake, and a Patron bong. Hart partied with the classic Who shippers and Martha, harassed Shannon, and presumably had... fun. T and Andy did too. T got to meet everyone and Andy snogged me (and freaked out but, oddly, documented it later. Jack's sorry he missed it!). Some weepy guy in a blue suit crashed the party, Jack and T were very excited by sticks...and then Suzie showed up. AGAIN. Martha mistook her for a Twilight fan and Gwen was just glad to be insignificant but Jack sort of freaked the fuck out. The Doctor agreed that she was Wrong, but she did give us information about Owen. I favoured exorcism.
Lessons learned: Don't get cults mad at you, beware Weevil Fleet Week, my cheekbones are awesome, and the dead never are.
THE MORNING AFTER: I found some strange photos on our camera. Martha rose early and helped us plan Hub Renovation because apparently I'm... moving in. (Help.) She also moved Hart's stuff (Martha, you are up on all your shots, right?). Gwen's morning was a little more difficult. Hart discovered his piercings but cleans up disturbingly well. I definitely did not make waffles.
Allied Organisations: T, stuck in the TARDIS, put on a fashion show for us and Harold displayed the Queen's bathing suit collection. He also fitted Gwen for one and unleashed several bathing suit models on the Plass, which made for a very interesting morning. The civilians were intrigued by what happened to Jack's sporran at the party, but Gwen apparently nicked it so she could nom his flake. Nom his flake hard.
Security: I have some concerns about Hart's planned publicity for his fanfiction. After all...you can't expect Torchwood! Also must look into soundproofing Jack's hole the sounds Gwen claims to hear in the Hub. Martha was worried about what happened to Max and Tomb Raider after the party, possibly with good reason, but I found Max and embraced him the way Gwen embraces her humanity (bouncing involved) or Jack after a game of peek-a-boo. Hart wanted to pet him but Jack said no.
Supplies: Must restock ammo. Gwen does love shooting things. Also yarn, after Martha discovered " knitted dissections" and also knitted breasts. Jack wanted to know how you wear them as slippers, Hart just wants a whole human. That's a lot of yarn!
Still having library book issues. But I think the fairy cakes are flying right under the radar.
Community Outreach: Jack offered lessons in face-shooting and inspired an American Torchwood branch. His poll about how to celebrate our CoT win inspired commemorative coins and craftiness.
I argued with civilians about their treatment of Owen, and my summer fashion post allowed me to correct many basic assumptions, such as " chainmail is sexy", " formal shorts are acceptable" (Jack, looking at you) and " hats are passe". The civilians manipped me. :( Then again, we all agree Bogart is cool. They'd like Jack to tackle female couture, since I don't think I'm Italian enough.
One of our civilians made a book cover for Jack's fanfiction. Thanks. No, really. (Hart was jealous.) Other civilians needed comforting and job advice. I tried matchmaking via icon and explained the way Pride Parades work in Cardiff. Gwen is still "investigating" all of Cardiff's missing persons.
Spoilers and Historical Notes: John Hart was (will be) the Face of Doe. Hahaha. Jack is not my grandfather and if you try to tell me that I'll just retcon myself again. Jack lectured us on futuristic literature.
Personal Notes: Jack and I had a good discussion about life after cybergirlfriends (clean floors means not getting shot!). I am pleased to announce that the Blanket Burrito is catching on, and I have found all 11 of Jack's hidden hoovers. Also he doesn't track his deaths, but I do.
We peppered our conversation with puns this week. And someone sent me champagne, and a bone for Max! Thank you!