All will be well, even after all the promises you've broken to yourself...

[techniclybrill]

It's a warm, pleasant evening, which has plenty of people outside enjoying the not entirely fresh city air. No one wanted to be out earlier in the day, but now that it's cooled off a little... there are people abroad. Well, depending on your definition of people.

Tosh is out of the Kashtta for the first time since Torchwood arrived there - after a

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[armedandangelic]

It's very rare to see Mitsuki out of her business clothes- she typically hunts alone where no one can see her, but considering that's probably not going to be likely in this particular situation, she's getting used to the idea of wandering around the city in casual clothes (all black, of course, which probably nets her a few weird looks from the locals given it's the middle of July). She doesn't really want to make this a habit, but it has been awhile since she hunted and she does need to do it occasionally. Damn archangel instincts.

She notices Georgia and Martin as she comes out of an alley and easily falls into step a few feet to their left. "Now kids, you keep playing like that and someone's going to lose an eye, and then you'll have to wear an eyepatch, and I will call you 'Patchy' and mock you forever."

[astrongerbeacon]

Neither of them start at the sound of Mitsuki's voice - they sensed an angel nearby, and Georgia grins, seeing it's Mitsuki. She likes Mitsuki, even if she is weirdly controlled for an archangel. Then again, Georgia's the type who enjoys the killing things part of her job far too much, so...

Martin inclines his head to one side, considering, and then says, "Would it be terribly childish to say she started it? Because... she did."i

[armedandangelic]

Good kids. She loves it when you can sneak up on them and they don't even bat an eye. She rolls her eyes in Martin's general direction.

"And I'll get you a parrot and teach it to say things like, 'Martin Raske is a pretty, pretty princess' just so you can't even look like a badass pirate." She's teasing, of course. She only does it out of love.

And then she's quickly all-business. "Are you having any luck or did the demons hear us coming in the goddamned van and retreat to their holes to mock us in silence?"

[aboveandbelowme]

Martin snorts and gives Mitsuki one of those adorable smiles of his before blowing her a kiss. "Really feeling the love here."

Georgia spins around to walk backwards in front of Mitsuki, shrugging a little and spreading her arms. "We weren't exactly riding in style. Or subtle, when you look at it. If they had anyone keeping an eye on the Conrad, no one's gonna miss a van full of kids with you and Vincent at the wheel, and if they had any common sense or self-preservation, they'd have run for the hills then."

Which, if you want to summarize, means no, they haven't had any luck, and the demons are probably hiding.

[armedandangelic]

Mitsuki makes a gesture like she's catching the aforementioned blown kiss and winks at him.

And that's not good news at all. She makes a face and mutters several things in Japanese that involves the public transportation system in the States and then moving back to English in a slightly less pissy tone, "Don't worry, provided they don't get those asshole gunrunners who nearly got my ass arrested the last time they tried to run for me, I've got a nice little shipment of goodies. If they won't come out to play with us, then the best thermal imagery equipment money can buy will bring us to them."

It's a small comfort, but it's something. "Still, it would be nice to have a decent old-fashioned hunt without having to resort to theatrics, but what can you do? Those demon bastards are sneaky."

[aboveandbelowme]

Georgia brightens even more, looking positively gleeful. Hey, she grew up hunting the old fashioned way, but that doesn't mean she won't jump at shiny tech when it's available.

"You think Martin and I can get our very own to play with? Wouldn't let the others near it without supervision, but you can trust us, right?" Bright grin. Hopeful eyes. Even then, she can't pull off the puppy look. (That's what she keeps Martin around for.)

[armedandangelic]

Mitsuki grins. Vincent's kids? Are her kids. Never mind that she's probably younger than some of them and pretty much one of his kids, herself. She just has that way about her. "Only the best for my own. I had 'em throw in a couple extra just for you two as a token of my appreciation for you both agreeing to come out here and cut Vincent some slack."

Not that she blames them (or any of them stuck in South America) for getting to the party late.

[aboveandbelowme]

"Mitsuki, I could kiss you right here on the street," Georgia says, spinning back around and falling into step beside her.

"But we won't," Martin says, slowly and firmly, "because that is a vastly inappropriate thing to do to our commanders."

Georgia briefly considers shoving him into the street again, but decides it's not worth the effort.