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[pc_cooper]

Gwen Cooper didn't...quite remember the last time she was here. That's what retcon will do to you. And so much has happened since then, anyway...she's Torchwood now

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[_romana_]

The tea here is, actually, quite fantastic. It has a certain... something, a sort of... bouquet.

Like Paris. But only in certain years.

But really, the best way to have tea is with a full service, but it's horribly awkward to carry. That's why the small robotic dog rolling by your feet, Gwen, is balancing a tea tray on its back.
"PARDON ME." It chirps as it maneuvers to get to the couch, on which sits a small, blond, very properly dressed woman.

[pc_cooper]

Gwen jumps. And eyes the small robotic dog. "Bloody hell."

It's so cute!

[_romana_]

It really is. Just don't tell it that, it will be insufferable for days. The little (tin) dog neatly slips by the poor startled Torchwood staffer and trundles over to his mistress.
"Oh, good dog, K9." She smiles, setting her book aside to take care of the tea things. The little dog nods, his antennae ears twitching.
"YES, MISTRESS." Did you know little robotic dogs could be smug, Gwen?

[pc_cooper]

Gwen half-smiles as she watches the little dog trundle past. Leaning back she nods at the other woman. "Lovely dog."

[devil_blue_eyes]

Why hello there! At least that is what the smile upon the red-headed man's face reads as he spots Gwen. Raising his cup of coffee toward the woman in greeting he calls out lightly to her, cheeky little half smile across his face. "Good evening, miss. Not the place you were expecting it to be?"

Of course he'd gets up after a sip of the steaming liquid and offers his right hand. "Or would you like some help with those?"

[pc_cooper]

Gwen looks up, a little shocked. "Oh, just surpised to find myself here again. S'been a while."

[devil_blue_eyes]

"Same boat then." Winking at the woman he wiggles his fingers a little with his hand stretched out. "Would you like some help with those? You seem to have an arm full.."

[pc_cooper]

[ooc: omg i'm sorry. i fell asleep after coffee studying and now i'm off to the zoo, i'll be back in the evening ♥]

"What? Oh--" Gwen laughs slightly and hands him some of the papers. "Thanks, sorry."

[mycursedface]

Well, if she's sitting still...

Medusa, black curly hair still damp from her shower and golden wings shining clean, is sitting on a table nearby.

Sketching.

Sketching Gwen, as it happens.

[pc_cooper]

Gwen's absorbed with reading over her fact files at the moment so she doesn't quite register that she's being watched. :O

[mycursedface]

That's perfectly fine as far as the Gorgon is considered! It's when people notice and flail that she sighs.

Or, laughs, depending on her mood.

She bites her bottom lip, eyes flicking from Gwen to her papper, and then she adds some cross-hatching.

[pc_cooper]

Gwen carefully highlights something she's just read, shaking her head and sighing. After a moment though, the feeling of being watched hits her.

She looks round, searching.

[ooc: omg i'm sorry. i fell asleep after coffee studying and now i'm off to the zoo, i'll be back in the evening ♥]

[alien_bartender]

At the time, I didn't realize I was talking to myself. I can only imagine how I must have looked.

"'Opportunity to explore your species' genome.' Jesus H. Christ. What kind of a proposition is that?"

[pc_cooper]

"Excuse me?" Gwen raises her eyebrows. O_O?!

[ooc: omg i'm sorry. i fell asleep after coffee studying and now i'm off to the zoo, i'll be back in the evening ♥]

[alien_bartender]

"What?" That was when I realized I'd been talking to myself - not the first time that habit's gotten me in trouble. "Oh. Sorry. I just had...something really weird happen to me. I'm a little rattled, is all."

[pc_cooper]

Gwen puts her hand up, smiling. "Oh, well no worries. I can understand that."