Characters: Law Enforcement Characters (see tags) Rating: PG-13 (in case of language) Time Period: Modern Location: Public rooms in the castle Relative Date: After the quarantine and two days after Alex's transmission Status: OPEN
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Holmes wasn't certain what his opinion was yet of this new arrangement of law enforcement. Really, his opinion of the police departments he had encountered in his career was far from glowing, and he was drawn here more from a sense of morbid curiosity than anything else. Finding himself the first and only one in the banquet hall, he took to pacing the length of it, counting steps as he went, and stopping to grab some nuts out of a tray on the table.
Gwen found her way to the room marked for PCs without much of a problem, a little surprised and somewhat disheartened to find it empty. Granted, considering her time with Torchwood, taking up a job as a PC at the castle seemed like a step backwards, but talking to Jack, it had also seemed for the best. His interest had, unsurprisingly, been with special branch, and if Gwen Cooper was good at anything, it was being liaison between the real world and Torchwood. It seemed only right to spread out the team's expertise as much as they could.
The other thing Gwen was really good at, currently, was being pregnant, and she settled into a chair with a groan. She was starting to show, her shirts already tight against her belly and her wardrobe had, blissfully, provided her with maternity clothes. Hopefully no one else interested in the PC team would be put off by working with someone who was ballooning into a bloody tuna as the days went by.
On the contrary, Anastacia's eyes lit up immediately upon seeing Gwen seated there when she stepped through the door. Maybe it was silly, she realized, to be glad for something like that when the baby might end up trapped here, but it seemed a victory in its own little way against the confining nature of the place. Life going on, that sort of thing.
"Am I early?" she asked brightly, as she glanced around the room, moving forward to stand beside Gwen's chair. "Or right on time?"
Gwen clamored to stand up, with a little less grace than she was used to, and offered the woman a smile in return. "Oh, yes, right on time, I think."
She offered her hand. "Gwen Cooper. I was a PC in the South Wales Police for quite a few years, so this seemed like the best place to come. You have no idea how pleased I am to see someone else got that message too."
Re: MEDICAL EXAMINERS | DRAWING ROOM #2marthajonesmdMay 29 2010, 14:33:12 UTC
Martha wasn't sure who else she expected to turn up to the meeting - Harry, perhaps? (Having Isaack as a part of the castle's law enforcement team didn't exactly seem like the wisest idea, though so-called reformed criminals always did that sort of thing in TV and films.) For all she knew, she was the only doctor left in the castle besides the homocidal vampire.
Truth be told, she missed being a doctor; her career thus far had consisted of quasi-law enforcement (with a side of aliens), and that was all well and good, but it wasn't what she'd had in mind for the last twenty years. What she really wanted to do was help people.
When Harry found the Drawing Room, he was pleased to see he wasn't the only one there. He hadn't met the young woman before but he could guess at who she might be. "Dr Jones?"
"Oh, just Martha," she replied easily, smiling at the newcomer. "And you're Dr Sullivan, I presume?" She figured it almost had to be him; they'd spoken over the mobiles before, but not nearly enough that she could recognise his voice immediately. "I'm not sure anybody else is going to come - seems we've lost most of the medical personnel who were here originally. Except, of course, for our neighbourhood mass murderer."
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The other thing Gwen was really good at, currently, was being pregnant, and she settled into a chair with a groan. She was starting to show, her shirts already tight against her belly and her wardrobe had, blissfully, provided her with maternity clothes. Hopefully no one else interested in the PC team would be put off by working with someone who was ballooning into a bloody tuna as the days went by.
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"Am I early?" she asked brightly, as she glanced around the room, moving forward to stand beside Gwen's chair. "Or right on time?"
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She offered her hand. "Gwen Cooper. I was a PC in the South Wales Police for quite a few years, so this seemed like the best place to come. You have no idea how pleased I am to see someone else got that message too."
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Truth be told, she missed being a doctor; her career thus far had consisted of quasi-law enforcement (with a side of aliens), and that was all well and good, but it wasn't what she'd had in mind for the last twenty years. What she really wanted to do was help people.
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