Log - On going

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

When; Monday Afternoon-ish
Rating; PG-13 for language perhaps
Characters; Mickey Smith dimensionjumper, Captain Jack Harkness handsomejack, also open to Ianto Jones king_coffee, Gwen Cooper protect_them, Kyle Brooks justashow and Abby Sciuto caf_pow_girl
Summary; Mickey drops by the Mini-Hub to talk a job
Log;

It was hard to miss the big blue house, set on the beach just behind the dunes. Jack hadn't exactly been subtle with that blue paint after all.

Since he was expecting Mickey, Jack had the doors open as he puttered about on the main level, carrying a mug of coffee from the kitchen to the sofa where he'd settled to read for a bit. At least until Mickey got there.

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[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Coming from the complete opposite side of the City, Mickey had finally reached the lighthouse. Jack hadn't mentioned to him that the big house close to it would be blue.

Mickey entered the house through the already open doors, closed said doors and looked around.

"Hello?" he called out as he walked further into the house.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Very blue! Hey, it could have been pink!

"Oi!" Jack called down a level. "Up here Mickey Mouse!"

Like many beach houses, the house was built somewhat inverted with the main living areas and a couple of the bedrooms on the top floor, to take advantage of the sea side view. Jack was up on that level in the living room relaxing on a couch.

[ooc: Here is a description of what the house looks like (http://handsomejack.livejournal.com/28043.html#cutid1). :)]

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey sighed, slightly irritated by hearing that nickname again. He was going to have to come up with a comeback on that later.

Nevertheless, he smiled when he saw Jack.

"Looks nice," he said about the house. "Big and bright. So where's the working space then?"

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Jack could, on occasion, be about ... five and needling Mickey had always been a past time back in the day. Never the less he smiled warmly when he saw him.

Getting a bit stiffly to his feet, Jack put his hands in his pockets and walked towards his old friend.

"Thanks, come on. I'll show you the Lair," Jack offered, nodding back down the stairs and walking in that direction.

"How are you doing on settling in?"

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey took his gloves off and followed Jack.

"Good," he answered Jack's question. "I've decided to stay at Martha's after all, instead of finding a place of my own. She's a good housemate and there's plenty of room. I haven't experienced any of those curses yet myself, so we'll see about that."

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Down, down, down the stairs, coming up on a nicely painted, yet formidable looking door with a keypad to the side.

"Excellent!" Jack said, turning to smile at Mickey as he quickly keyed in a code. "It'll be good for Martha to have the company as well. Try to see if you can get her to work a little less, I swear she's always on the go."

The keypad gave an agreeable chirp and the locks on the door released, letting Jack opened it and motion Mickey down into the Mini-Hub home away from home.

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

"W-Wait, I will get that code too, right?" Mickey asked upon entering the Mini-Hub. "I mean, once I start working here."

Mickey examined his new surroundings.

"Wow, this is... very different from the other part of the house."

Interaction for later on?

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Home from work - a little session Underground for Artemis - Ianto hung up his coat and tucked away his stun-gloves on charge.

He then made his way to put the blood samples in cold storage, making no attempt to hide them.

Back to the kitchen then, and his coffee machine. "Coffee, anyone?" he called to the house, unsure of who was around.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Jack said reassuringly. "Each of us have our own code. It's security procedure and you'll be logged each time you go in or out of here."

Getting down to the main level, Jack waved a hand about.

"Vaults for the keeping of nasties are over there. They're 100% bioproof as well as physically secured. We have a small laboratory, though we're limited in our medical knowledge at the moment without Owen. Tend to have to call on Martha. Armory is over there, my office and the work stations."

Pointing as he moved along.

"Behind my office is a small firing range, good up to semi-automatic hand held weaponry. If you have a ray gun, those are best used outside still."

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Oh great, they got to the gun part.

"So what kind of gun will I get?" Mickey asked eagerly.

Later on?

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey was still on his tour through the building when he heard the call coming from nearby.

Mickey was told by Jack that Ianto made the best coffee in the entire universe, so he figured that must have been him.

"Yeah, I'd like some, please," he called back.

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Jack arched an eyebrow and moved to lean against one of the desks.

"Pretty interested in carrying. Why?"

Later on!

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Ah, Ianto thought that must be Mickey.

"It'll be ready in a few," he called back, switching his machine on.

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

"Isn't that the best part of fighting the bad guys?" Mickey answered ecstatically. "Using gadgets not many other people use."

Mickey's gaze averted, it looked as if he were daydreaming.

"I'd prefer a blaster. A big one."

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey got to the kitchen, thought that'd be as polite.

"Hey, I'm Mickey Smith," he said to Ianto and held out his hand.

They had talked before, but they hadn't met yet, so Mickey thought a proper introduction would be appropriate.

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

Ianto turned, and just before he took Mickey's hand to shake, he paused.

He had definitely seen this man before. Something niggled about Torchwood One, but that wasn't possible.

But he recovered and shook the outstretched hand.

"Ah, nice to finally meet you." No, he wasn't going to introduce himself. Not yet.

[caf-pow-girl.livejournal.com]

Abby walked in with her German Shepherd right at her side. Shaking her black parasol off, she took her red jacket off too. She was probably one of a rare few who would wear a short skirt in this weather.

"Guys! I'm here to drop Jethro off! I have a fake date to get to so I can socialize an awkward teenager. Jethro will be good though. He'll just head to my room."

Of course, she was shouting with the assumption that someone was actually there.

[justashow.livejournal.com]

"Just one cup, I have to go to work in a bit," Kyle called down the stairs in response to Ianto's question about who wanted coffee.

"Hold the sedatives though-"

He stopped short when he got to the kitchen, spying a new face.

"Oh, hello."

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey wondered if Ianto realised that he'd never told him his name. It's that he already knew from Jack, else he would have asked it.

"Likewise." Mickey smiled politely.

"So what's your job at Torchwood?"

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

Jack swung around a corner and looked curious.

"Fake date? Will that include fake dinner and can I come along and terrorize an awkward teenager?"

[lovingmybamfgun.livejournal.com]

Mickey turned around, looking at who had just entered the room. Again he held out his hand.

"Hello. Mickey Smith."

[caf-pow-girl.livejournal.com]

There's her Jack! Instantly her face was full of mock seriousness.

"I don't know. You might scare him. And he's my assistant at work. Do you think you can handle yourself?"

So much for a serious look, her face melted into a grin. "I did tell him that I was buying him food too."

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

"If by handle yourself you mean literally at the table I should say that I've been to planets where that's expected," Jack said with a sassy little grin.

Coming forward, he went down on one knee to give Jethro some rubbing on and grinned impishly up at Abby.

"I think you've already warned me away from terrorizing this lad once so I won't push it. You look absolutely a picture by the way, he should be paying for dinner."

[king-coffee.livejournal.com]

He knew, but he was waiting to see if Mickey, if ever, asked.

"Oh, I do everything that everyone else doesn't do," he said by way of explanation, hearing Kyle come down the stairs.

He was going to say something, but Mickey introduced himself first.

[handsomejack.livejournal.com]

"The best part of fighting the bad guys is winning the day with as little life lost as possible," Jack said with a grin.

Yes, he'd taken his lessons and his lumps from the Doctor and was trying to do better.

"No blasters, I'm afraid. At the moment just projectile weapons with supped up ammo. Though I've heard about there being connections down in the Underworld. I might have to follow up on that. Might even be your first job, Mr. Smith."