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When; Monday morning
Rating;  G? PG? It couldn't possibly be worse than the latter.
Characters; Toshiko Sato (warped_inside) and Martha Jones (miss_jones)
Summary; Started with a phone message from Tosh that said, "Have I got a story for you." Ended up with plans for coffee and conversation for two.

The morning was bright already, regardless of the early hour, and having arrived a bit earlier than she meant to, Martha sat at a corner table of the cafe patio, watching the increase of activity around her with an interested eye. This City functioned in ways that, in so many other places, would not be possible. Even for Martha, who had seen her fair share of strangeness, it was a bit much to get one's head around. Maybe it was the combination of so many unbelievable things. Then again, in ways, she wasn't complaining. Privileged to have met quite a number of people she both found interesting and admirable, Martha had, for some time now, taken herself with the perspective that while she was here she would make the most of it and try not to dwell on when next she might go home.

In a way, this was much like home, with a fair few of the people she held dear: the Doctor, Jack Harkness, all of Torchwood really. Then there were the new additions in her City life, but that was another matter altogether.

Stirring her coffee, adding more sugar, Martha checked her phone to make sure she hadn't gotten any messages from the clinic, or Tosh for that matter. Message field clear, she tucked her phone away and took a sip of the coffee, waiting with a mild calmness.

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Martha gave the hand a brief look before coming around the table in full and pulling Tosh gently into an embrace.

"Don't work too hard, Tosh. I don't want to have to come after anyone like I did Luke for a while now," she grinned, stepping back. "I'll tell him and Ianto to expect you though."

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Tosh returned the hug, giving Martha a not-too-tight squeeze. "I have too many people distracting me with fun things to do, and obviously a lot less willpower than Luke has, for that happen. But I promise to be diligent about giving myself a break now and then. You do the same, all right?"

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"I'll try not to be too much of a hypocrite, yes," she laughed, setting down enough currency to cover her coffee, and pushing her chair in. Branching out toward the clinic, as far as direction, she paused in walking away to turn and wave.

"Keep me posted on Artichoke," she called back toward Tosh.