Location: The Hub, then the Lord Chancellor's daughter's ball for the benefit of ...something. For: Torchwood Team, anybody who finagled their way into an invitation for the ball thing. Also, any gate-crashers.
*dresses all perfect like in a morning suit like this* *goes and picks up Rose, giving her a sort of..corsage thingy to wear wherever is easiest of some deep, dark red roses, much like the one he's wearing on his lapel* *gets her to the...placemajig looking round* Well, it's official. *says this looking round the place then grinning at Rose* We are by far the most attractive couple in here.
*leads her in, a hand at the small of her back* *leans in close, watching the crowd but speaking almost directly into her ear* Did I miss the meeting that said why we were actually here?
*speaks quietly* I think we both did, 'cause I haven't got a clue. Then again, I've not been in the Hub until recently. *politely smiles at some in the crowd* *grins, looking at him, keeping her voice low* I was banking on you. All I know is what I know on the Government. *sighs* We should pay more attention at work. *laughs lightly*
I keep getting the sense shagged out of me by Jack. I'm blaming him, of course. *grabs two glasses off a tray someone's carrying by* Opharan equivalent of champagne, dear? *sniffs it* I'm guessing it's not lethal to humans.
Maybe we missed it when we were in your office? *giggles, taking the glass* *takes a sip, wrinkling her nose a bit* It doesn't seem that bad. *grins* When in Rome, darling. *winks, grinning*
*smiles* Possibly. I wasn't really paying attention to anything but you then. *grins* *sips it, wrinkling his nose* Better than American lager at any rate.
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