owenharper2 (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} owenharper2) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} tempus_alt,@ 2010-09-06 07:24:00 |
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| Current location: | Cardiff Streets |
| Current mood: |  determined |
Beacon in the Night
Setting: Three nights after Owen came through The Rift.
Tag: Open to anyone
It was one in the morning and Owen stood against a bar surrounded by a group of women. (At least, that is how Owen would tell the story later.) There were two women standing with him. They were "best friends." One had stunning green eyes and a blazing head of red hair. Her name was Sara. Her friend was a brunette with all sorts of highlights and low lights in her hair. She was wearing a pair of blue contacts over her brown eyes and lots of makeup. Owen had to think she was trying a little to hard to change her appearance. The woman's name was Deena.
He was busy telling them stories about his adventures in specials ops. He didn't throw the word Torchwood around but telling them other stories about toting a gun and bringing down the bad guys seemed to be working in his favor. He wasn't so interested in Deena but Sara he was very keen on. As the night went on he could see that she was probably just as keen on him. A smile here. A wink there. They were on to a great beginning of a one night stand.
That is when it happened. A loud beeping started coming from the device tucked away in the inner pocket of his jacket. He'd attuned his wife's Rift tracker to the Rift in this new world and he was keeping track of its random activity. He knew that they didn't have the problems here that they'd had in his own world but he wanted to monitor that for himself. It would always be in the back of his mind that there was a Rift here that could potentially devour Cardiff. It was a fear of his to have to watch that all over again.
"Sorry, girls. Duty calls. We'll have to meet up here again." He quickly covered his tab in the bar and made his way out into the cold night air.
Owen pulled the device from his coat and started to analyze its readout. There was a random blip down near the coast line. It was set back a ways in the residential area nearby. He started running through the night. He didn't draw the gun that had made the trip with him. He wanted to see what had come through first. He kept the device out as he ran, zeroing in on where the last blip of activity had shown up. It was gone by now of course but his hope was that if it had deposited someone or something in this world, he'd be able to catch up with it.
As he rounded the corner onto the street full of dark houses and streetlights he didn't see anything. A second loud beeping from the device started off. A new site and more rift activity. Was this random or was someone manipulating the rift a little?
Owen pulled out his cellphone and attempted to call back to the Hub. He wanted to make sure someone else was seeing this. That his machine wasn't on the fritz. All the time he was keeping his eyes out for whatever came through where he was standing.
That is when it happened. A loud beeping started coming from the device tucked away in the inner pocket of his jacket. He'd attuned his wife's Rift tracker to the Rift in this new world and he was keeping track of its random activity. He knew that they didn't have the problems here that they'd had in his own world but he wanted to monitor that for himself. It would always be in the back of his mind that there was a Rift here that could potentially devour Cardiff. It was a fear of his to have to watch that all over again.
"Sorry, girls. Duty calls. We'll have to meet up here again." He quickly covered his tab in the bar and made his way out into the cold night air.
Owen pulled the device from his coat and started to analyze its readout. There was a random blip down near the coast line. It was set back a ways in the residential area nearby. He started running through the night. He didn't draw the gun that had made the trip with him. He wanted to see what had come through first. He kept the device out as he ran, zeroing in on where the last blip of activity had shown up. It was gone by now of course but his hope was that if it had deposited someone or something in this world, he'd be able to catch up with it.
As he rounded the corner onto the street full of dark houses and streetlights he didn't see anything. A second loud beeping from the device started off. A new site and more rift activity. Was this random or was someone manipulating the rift a little?
Owen pulled out his cellphone and attempted to call back to the Hub. He wanted to make sure someone else was seeing this. That his machine wasn't on the fritz. All the time he was keeping his eyes out for whatever came through where he was standing.