A new world calls for me to follow. A new world waits for my reply. [Party Thread]

[thrillofthekill]

[[OOC: Here, kids! Have a party thread- a happy, working party thread with no horrible... Hopefully. I have no idea how much work was already done on those rooms or what rooms we need to start with, or, hell, anything about renovations, so you can take liberties if you'd like. The point of this is mostly so that it exists and people can have a

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[techniclybrill]

Tosh isn't sure where her old keycard is, if she even still has it, but she doesn't need one to get into the basement. All it takes is a thought to convince the lift doors to open for her, and then she's heading down to the basement.

Once down there, of course, she's a bit less certain of what she's doing - she'd like to at least get them started setting up a keycard system for the stairs, but that requires talking to someone in charge here, and locating that person isn't exactly easy when they keep moving.

It seems strange to be back down here after so long gone. Even stranger that it still feels like home, and a happier and safer one than the one she has now. She tries not to think about that.

[clockwork_doc]

Doc's wandering around the areas of construction, looking for some way to help. Although he's a talented inventor, carpentry and home renovation aren't among his talents. He's mostly hanging around in case someone needs help with their tools, either fixing them or causing them to work more efficiently. So far, though, everything seems to be going smoothly.

He's starting to think he should help with some of the painting in lieu of anything else when he spots Tosh. "You look a bit lost," he comments, walking over with a friendly smile. "Can I help you?"

[techniclybrill]

Tosh smiles quickly. "I'm not... lost, no. I know my way around." She glances down the hall, and then back to the man in front of her. The Conrad is busier than she remembers it ever being, except in emergency situations every now and then. Strange, seeing so many people here when nothing's exploded or on fire, no one's bleeding... "Could you tell me where Vincent is? Or... anyone in charge of the construction?"

[clockwork_doc]

Doc follows her gaze for a moment. He'd agree with her thoughts -- usually, when things are like this, there's been a disaster. It's kind of nice to have everyone be rushing around busy without it being because of imminent doom. He frowns and looks around again. "I don't know, I'm afraid," he admits. "People keep moving around a lot. I thought I saw the owner of the hotel over that way, though." He waves a hand in a vague direction down the hall. "Helping out with some of the painting." He looks back at Tosh. "I assume you're here to assist in the remodeling?"

[thrillofthekill]

Vincent was simultaneously hoping and dreading that someone from Torchwood would show up, because save for getting one of Mitsuki's techies out on a flight, he doesn't have much in the way of tech support and setting up a system for the stairs (that they don't have yet) and a few other things is crucial.

The minute he sees Tosh, he saunters over with a little sigh of relief. "Hi... Um.. I'm sorry, I can't remember your name, but you're Torchwood, right?"

[techniclybrill]

Tosh looks up at him with a smile. She recognizes him, Romana's second-in-command before Torchwood left. It seems like a lifetime ago that she last saw him, and it's strange, seeing him here now. Strange enough being back here in the Conrad at all...

"I'm Torchwood. Toshiko Sato. I thought I might be able to help you setting up a keycard system for your stairs..."

[thrillofthekill]

Vincent nods and breathes a sigh of relief and makes a vague gesture to the electrical-tape covered wall where the stairs will be. "Yeah... Well, as you can see, we don't exactly have stairs yet, but there is somethin' else. Wait here a tic."

He doesn't go far, just ducks behind the front desk and comes back with one of the old panic buttons, a bit dusty from misuse. "Given the current political climate of Chicago and the fact that these days we're all scattered, I got to thinkin' maybe it'd be a good idea to get a better system for these puppies set up with a switchboard and someone mannin' it at all times- one here and one at your place- so when one of these goes off, they can call either my kids or your team and we can try to avoid the whole gettin' to the scene of the crime deal a little too late, if you get what I'm sayin'." He shrugs. "Figured since you invented 'em, you'd be able to do somethin' with 'em."

[techniclybrill]

Tosh steps forward to take the panic button from him, smiling a little. She'd almost forgotten about those, to be honest. "I should be able to manage that. It's not complicated, I'd just need to get the materials for it. How many do you think you'll need?"

[thrillofthekill]

"Can do," Vince winks. "Everything you need, you name it. We got funding comin' out our asses for this project. Clearly someone out there likes you guys." Which is so much better than the someones out there who don't.

He shakes his head, wrinkling his brow as he tries to figure up a good number, since hell if he knows how this works. "I'd say start with about ten to each building. Chances are we won't need that many, but I'd rather be safe than sorry."

[techniclybrill]

Tosh nods a little. "I'll make up a list. I think I should have something in... a few hours. I'll just... commandeer a table in the cafeteria for a workspace, assuming that's not being remodeled too...?"

She finds it a little... odd, in a way, that he's so friendly, personable. Considering his former boss tried to kill her and her friends, more than once... She much prefers it this way.

[thrillofthekill]

He shakes his head again. "Nope. Cafeteria's safe for the time bein' so's long as no one gets any ideas or goes overboard." He claps his hands together just once. "Awesome. Thank you so much. I don't think we have anyone in this joint who could do that sort of stuff in a timely and competent fashion."

If anything, Vincent's personability probably has a lot to do with that. Well, he was always personable, but after everything's that happened, he can't shake the feeling that he has to do better by wanderers to make up for the shadow that Romana cast over everything. Especially when it comes to Torchwood- he's still sore about his kids getting killed out there, but he knows why it happened and it wasn't Torchwood's fault.