I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together.
D-Day is the military term, zero hour the one used in the Agency. Torchwood relies on the more prosaic word time. But regardless where you were trained, the sense is the same: the biggest Torchwood operation yet in this universe is about to begin.
The players are scattered. Jack Harkness is heading to the top of a tall, disused parking garage where John Hart is waiting. It's a good strategic position for Hart - this part of the city is still in disrepair from the earthquake, with a lot of the buildings knocked down and their lots cleared out, affording little cover for an approach on foot. Hart has the terrain advantage: he can keep an eye on most of the comings and goings.
Which means, unfortunately, that Revan and Daniel are likely still at least a block or two away, unable to approach without giving up the game entirely. Hopefully, somehow, Eloi is close enough not to feel the need to charge in after Daniel, staying low-key enough not to interrupt the complicated web of information and interactions.
Far away, back at the hotel, the support team is locked in one of the larger meeting rooms of the Hotel proper, plied with coffee, water, and enough snacks to keep them alert through what's going to be a long and harrowing mission. Toshiko is monitoring all communications - just about all of it is passing through her laptop. Sam Tyler is close at hand, monitoring it as well, combing it for any lies; nearby sits a slightly-doped Mat Wallace, keeping an eye on his Ward and staying out of the way. Ianto and Gwen are there, in reserve, Gwen keeping an eye out and ready - we hope - to step in and take charge if anything at all goes wrong.
Everyone is hoping that nothing will go wrong. And they've got their share of experts, and the plan itself seems watertight.
Then again, so did the Titanic.
The players are scattered. Jack Harkness is heading to the top of a tall, disused parking garage where John Hart is waiting. It's a good strategic position for Hart - this part of the city is still in disrepair from the earthquake, with a lot of the buildings knocked down and their lots cleared out, affording little cover for an approach on foot. Hart has the terrain advantage: he can keep an eye on most of the comings and goings.
Which means, unfortunately, that Revan and Daniel are likely still at least a block or two away, unable to approach without giving up the game entirely. Hopefully, somehow, Eloi is close enough not to feel the need to charge in after Daniel, staying low-key enough not to interrupt the complicated web of information and interactions.
Far away, back at the hotel, the support team is locked in one of the larger meeting rooms of the Hotel proper, plied with coffee, water, and enough snacks to keep them alert through what's going to be a long and harrowing mission. Toshiko is monitoring all communications - just about all of it is passing through her laptop. Sam Tyler is close at hand, monitoring it as well, combing it for any lies; nearby sits a slightly-doped Mat Wallace, keeping an eye on his Ward and staying out of the way. Ianto and Gwen are there, in reserve, Gwen keeping an eye out and ready - we hope - to step in and take charge if anything at all goes wrong.
Everyone is hoping that nothing will go wrong. And they've got their share of experts, and the plan itself seems watertight.
Then again, so did the Titanic.