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Captain's blogспойлеры 2х04 Meat
Captain's Blog - Entry 17
posted Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 73, Week 4
Alien activity: Massive space whale, which fell through the Rift some time ago. A bunch of scumbags found it, unfortunately, and were using it as an unlimited supply of meat. We couldn’t save it, and Owen had to euthanize it. We dosed up the men with amnesia pills, and dumped them somewhere out of the way. The others worried that this wasn’t enough of a punishment. I didn’t tell them exactly how many pills I gave the crooks - you want punishment, try going through puberty again, as an adult.
Alien technology: Nothing this week, apart from the usual cataloguing of some vault items.
Rift activity: Within acceptable levels.
Security: Ah, security. We laugh at the word. To be fair, Rhys was going to discover us sooner or later, he’s not stupid. It turned out to be helpful, as he was our way into the warehouse, and proved himself to be brave and resourceful. Thankfully. If he’d got killed, I think Gwen would have grabbed a knife and made me go through eternity without the use of my mini Captain and his two lieutenants.
Other security issues: After much discussion, and some colorful metaphors from Gwen, we agreed (sort of) not to give Rhys the amnesia pill. He’s been through enough, and won’t give anything away - he knows that if he does, he’ll be putting Gwen’s life in danger. It was pretty much an ultimatum from Gwen, and we can’t afford to lose her over this. If she says Rhys will keep quiet, then that’s good enough for me. Although it wouldn’t hurt to monitor the phone lines again, just for a month. Maybe two.
Staff: Ianto turned into a fighting, kicking, stun-gun machine, it was very exciting. I must get put in danger more often.
Other Staff issues: For future reference - do not sneak up on Tosh wearing a clown mask, for a laugh. She does NOT find this amusing.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
спойлеры 2х05 Adam
Captain's Blog - Entry 18
posted Thursday, February 28, 2008
Ongoing Archive Notes
Torchwood 3
Volume 73, Week 5
Alien activity: Nothing recorded, that we know of.
Alien technology: Again, nothing we know of.
Rift activity: Several small spikes were recorded, none of which resulted in any through traffic.
Security: So... we’re not sure. We seem to have lost a couple of days, and nobody can figure out why. Security feeds are wiped, nothing is recorded anywhere. Nothing was broken, taken, we’re not injured. There are traces of the amnesia drug in our systems, but obviously we have no idea what happened. Apparently we were called out to a disturbance during this time, but it was a false alarm. Have checked with police in the area, and they claim to have seen ‘those poncey special ops Muppets, stomping around and acting like they own the place’, so it probably was us. Nothing else unusual to report there, though. We’ll keep investigating, but if we don’t find out anything else, we’ll eventually have to let it go, frustrating as that is.
Other security issues: The only thing out of place was Ianto’s diary, which I found in my office. Naturally, I gave it back to him immediately after reading through it. Several interesting factual errors in there - and I thought he would know how to convert inches to centimetres. You think you know someone...
Staff: Someone sent Toshiko a huge bunch of flowers. Nobody’s admitting to it, but we’re all convinced it was Owen - he protests too much. I never get flowers. I’m considering sending myself some, and pretending I don’t know who they’re from.
Other Staff issues: Have been falling behind with these archive notes. I’m sure I had more stuff written down, guess it’s all lost inside the two days we’re missing. If I’d known that was coming, I’d have got drunk the night before, so I could skip the hangover.
Capt. Jack Harkness.
Кто пишет этот блог?!! АААА!
Также с прошлой недели раздел сайта Бибиси Юкей с миссиями стал доступен и для всех остальных жителей Земли, помимо обитателей объединенного королевства.
BBC UKМожете поиграть в их миссии или прочитать почту. В последнее время переписываются только Джек и Янто.
читать чужие письма нехорошо!!!
From: Harkness, Jack
To: Ianto
Subject: Visitor
Date: Wednesday 20th February 2008
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Hey
I've got a friend coming into town tonight, a VIP from UNIT. She's gonna be working with us on this spate of toxic shock deaths. Could you book a hotel for her please? Someplace nice, with round-the-clock room service, close to the Hub. Dunno how many nights for. Make it two. Ideally I'd like to take her for a meal, but you just know something will come up and there won't be time. Book something anyway though, tomorrow night.
Don't get jealous! She's an old friend. Her name's Martha Jones. Maybe she's a relative of yours? 
Jack
Янто ревнует Джека? Очень мило 
From: Harkness, Jack
To: Ianto
Subject: Hotel
Date: Wednesday 27th February 2008
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Hey
Could you call Martha's hotel and book her in for a couple extra nights?
I have a feeling we're going to need her a little longer, don't you?
Jack
И ответ:
From: Jones, Ianto
To: Jack
Subject: Re: Hotel
Date: Wednesday 27th February 2008
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Funny, I was just thinking 'Why don't those two get a room'...
Only kidding. In fact, it's already done. You underestimate me, as ever. Incidentally, I think you could probably do with some R&R yourself. Let me know if you'd like my hands to work their magic, or if you'd just like a massage.
Ianto
> Could you call Martha's hotel and book her in for a couple extra
> nights? I have a feeling we're going to need her a little longer, don't
> you?
А ничего такое писать в рабочей почте? Я себе такого не позволяю! 
упс! случайно подняла
@темы:
спойлеры,
блог капитана,
Торчвуд
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29.02.2008 в 13:39а что там такого написано?
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29.02.2008 в 15:27Забавно, я как раз подумал "Почему бы этим двоим не уединиться" (никогда не знала, как точнее перевести get a room)
Шучу. Вообще-то, уже сделано. Ты недооцениваешь меня, как обычно. Кстати, я думаю возможно тебе самому не помешало бы отдохнуть и расслабиться. Дай мне знать, если захочешь, чтобы мои руки сотворили свою магию, или, если хочешь, просто массаж.
Янто
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29.02.2008 в 17:36ыыыыы))))))
спасибо.
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22.03.2008 в 22:07конешно, это любовь! )))
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22.03.2008 в 22:22циник
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22.03.2008 в 22:34кого мне убить чтоб ты написала какой нить милый фик?
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22.03.2008 в 23:44Namo Янто умрет рано или поздно. Так что Джека жалко, ибо он всех теряет.
я сама хочу фик. даже написать. у меня столько идей. это ж жесть. только терпения и силы воли не хватает, чтобы сесть и писать
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23.03.2008 в 00:34Но скорее всего твой вариант, как не прискорбно
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