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Ianto Jones (notjusta_teaboy) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-11-14 01:11:00

Entry tags:

ianto jones, jack harkness

Who: Ianto Jones and OPEN
Where: The streets of Colligo
When: After this and any subsequent events.
What: Walking and looking for clues

It was difficult, working without leads, contacts, allies. He was good, he was one of the best, but he wasn't a magician. He couldn't conjure the man out of thin air. Still, all his intelligence pointed to Harkness being here. They wouldn't have sent a top agent if they weren't completely sure; at least, he hoped they wouldn't.

He'd settled into his assigned flat, although that hadn't taken long. He didn't expect to spend much time there, it wasn't like wanted assassins just came up and knocked on the door. Once that was done, he headed out into the streets, not sure what he was looking for. Yet.

OOC: Meet Jones. Ianto Jones. Ianto was fired from Torchwood One and had his memory erased for voicing doubts about the use of the Ghost Machine. The government was still interested in him, though, so he was transferred and became a secret agent. He never returned to Cardiff and never worked for Torchwood Three. As far as he knows, Jack Harkness is a suspected assassin he has been assigned to track.

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	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-15 05:32 am UTC (link)
	He followed Harkness with his eyes, slowly getting to his feet as the target moved further away. He didn't follow, not yet, just kept Harkness in his line of sight. He had to step back out into the flow of foot traffic to keep the man in view. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

timeaftertime
2011-11-15 05:57 am UTC (link)

When he got up towards the alley he was aiming for, he moved in closer to the target, running lines through his head that he could use to get her into the alley without seeming like he was trouble for her. Too bad he didn't have the kind of equipment at his disposal that he would've in his own time. It would help SO much to just paralyze her vocal cords or spread some disorienting fiction mist. Good thing he had his own charm. Maybe lines weren't the right move...

So to start with, he "accidentally" bumped into her to throw off her walk, get her aimed more towards the alley, conveniently knocking her purse to the ground rather than grabbing it. He didn't want her thinking he was a thief and shouting over it, or worse, deciding to shoot him with some Torchwood doohickey. Better to play it off as a mistake, and when she was distracted, grab her into the building. He was already breaking the electronic lock while apologizing for his "mistake".

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	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-15 07:21 am UTC (link)
	He watched as Harkness bumped into the woman he was following, and made his way closer, hurrying more now. This was a busy street in full view of lots of people, but they had no idea what Harkness was capable of, or how he might act if cornered. He certainly didn't seem like the most stable of individuals. He wove his way through the press of people. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

timeaftertime
2011-11-15 07:51 am UTC (link)

When the lock clicked open, Jack grinned to himself and closed his wrist strap. He pushed the door open with one hand and then crouched down by the woman, as if to help her with her purse, but instead holding up a spray he'd pocketed from one of those Torchwood hidey-holes. He hadn't gotten information on the Doctor, but at least he got little item with that ridiculous "T" logo on it. He might not know exactly what it did, but hey, that Torchwood symbol should suggest to its agents all sorts of possible aggressive uses. They seemed really into that kind of thing.

"Quiet now. Inside."

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notjusta_teaboy
2011-11-15 11:27 am UTC (link)

He couldn't see them now, hidden from his view as they knelt down on the pavement in the shadow of one of the buildings. As he drew nearer, he could see the woman's purse on the ground; sure Harkness wasn't simply trying to rob her? But no, she didn't seem upset or frightened. And then she did. He'd probably told her to do something, or shown that he was armed. Either way, he started almost running over to where they were, trying not to attract Harkness' attention.

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	timeaftertime 2011-11-15 06:38 pm UTC (link)
	He kept talking, hands off for now, just holding that spray canister like it was pepper spray or some other useful aerosol. "I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to take anything-- except information. Just go inside, answer my questions, and you can be on your way. Got it?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 01:04 am UTC (link)
	A sudden surge in the crowds stopped his forward motion, as well as cutting Harkness and the woman off from his view. He pushed and shoved and tried to get around, but the fluid mass of people seemed to resist his efforts. By the time he could see them again, he was farther away than where he started. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

timeaftertime
2011-11-16 03:12 am UTC (link)

By the time that crowd had thinned a bit, Jack had already led the woman into the building, taking her purse so she couldn't go for her phone or any mace she might have. He made a point of setting the purse aside as soon as they were inside; this wasn't about her money, after all.

"Now," he said, "you're going to tell me how to access those Torchwood databases."

The woman's look of utter confusion wasn't exactly what Jack expected.

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notjusta_teaboy
2011-11-16 03:35 am UTC (link)

Shit! He looked around, but they could have gotten to anywhere while he wasn't looking. Gazing around the crowd would most likely prove useless, so he headed over the alley near where he saw them last. It was empty, in stark contrast to the busy main road. Oh well, least he was sure that they hadn't gone down here. So either they had ducked into one of the buildings, or he had lost them in the crowd. Buildings were the most attractive option right now.

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timeaftertime
2011-11-16 03:51 am UTC (link)

As he argued with the woman, he had to make himself keep his voice down from the volume he'd like to use; yelling at her would get too obvious all the way from the street. As long as nobody came down the alley, he should have been fine.

It was frustrating, though, as she kept denying that she was with Torchwood or even knew what Torchwood was. Maybe it was even true on some level-- maybe Torchwood did some kind of training on its agents so they wouldn't be able to reveal anything, some sort of hypnotic command. But he didn't exactly have anyone else on hand to question, did he?

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notjusta_teaboy
2011-11-16 03:59 am UTC (link)

He looked around the alley for second, like he was going to see an arrow saying "They went this way." He examined the nearby doors, seeing if any of them showed signs of having a forced lock, of even of being opened recently. One of them looked like a possible lead, so he stood quietly outside for second, listening for any voices, before slowly turning the handle and easing the door open.

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timeaftertime
2011-11-16 04:09 am UTC (link)

He tried rephrasing the questions, and when that didn't work, threats that he didn't really mean to carry out but seemed very believable with the look in his eye and roughness of his voice. Thank goodness he'd left behind the voice-cracking phase a few years ago. She conveniently had one of those popular PDAs, so Jack took that from her purse. He could at least copy all the data off of it and sift through it later, in case there was something in there that she was failing to tell him.

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	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 04:17 am UTC (link)
	There was something to the air the indicated there were people in the building, although to all other accounts it had long been abandoned. He could hear a murmuring off to one side and starts to follow it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-11-16 04:20 am UTC (link)
	The murmuring continued-- well, less murmuring as it went on. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 04:27 am UTC (link)
	He could hear the two distinct voice now, a man and a woman. Seemed to be the people he was looking for. He slowly pulled out his gun and held it at the ready, but still hidden, not sure what he would find. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

timeaftertime
2011-11-16 04:34 am UTC (link)

Dammit, she was just not budging, not even trying to make up answers or anything. He needed to add some more pressure-- after all, the only things he'd done so far were talk at her and point a spray canister. He drew his gun out, keeping it pointed at the ceiling for now.

"Stop wasting my time. Tell me. Tell me how to get into those databases, and if you can't do that, then you better tell me the information I want from the databases. Tell me about the Doctor."

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	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 04:48 am UTC (link)
	He stopped outside the door, silent, listening. This might give him a clue as to what Harkness was after. But no, he was saying something about some doctor. Maybe he was just mental case after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-11-16 05:19 am UTC (link)
	The woman apparently agreed (not that she knew it was agreeing) that she was dealing with a crazy man. She tried to explain herself again, that she wasn't whatever this Torchwood was, and told him to look in her purse and he'd see her government ID. "Fine, but don't try to run while I do this, hmm?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 05:25 am UTC (link)
	This seemed like a good time, since Harkness would be distracted by looking for the woman's ID. He eased the door open a crack, trying to get a idea of the layout of the room before he went bursting in. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-11-16 05:34 am UTC (link)
	Indeed he was; Jack had his head down looking through the purse, certain that the woman wouldn't try to scramble off when he was holding a gun. She didn't seem the type to risk it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 06:03 am UTC (link)
	Even better, Harkness wasn't even looking in his direction. He burst into the room, drawing his gun fully. "Don't move!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-11-16 06:12 am UTC (link)
	Okay, he really hadn't been expecting that shout. He startled and dropped the purse, then froze in place. "That wasn't moving! That doesn't count!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 06:15 am UTC (link)
	"Shut up! Stay right there!" He edged toward the woman, keeping his eyes and the gun trained on Harkness. "Are you okay, ma'am?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	timeaftertime 2011-11-16 06:29 am UTC (link)
	Damn it, damn it, damn it! He'd gotten way too sloppy, and his time with the Doctor doing things differently from in the Time Agency had helped rapidly erode his little experience in handling things like this. If he wasn't supposed to freeze, he would mime zipping his lips. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notjusta_teaboy 2011-11-16 11:10 am UTC (link)
	The woman seemed frightened and startled, which was only to be expected, but unhurt. "You," he nodded at Harkness, "slide her purse over here. Along with anything you've taken out of it." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)