themanclion: (journal - frowny)
Right, I leave the tower to find a place with a decent curry and end up nowhere at all for two months, only to come back in time for a little girl to get killed.

Cartwright, I want to know what's gone on so far that I might've missed, and if the entire rest of Chicago's just been sitting with its thumb up its collective arse with the Gene Genie gone.

Tyler, I'm sor just let me know you haven't been killed again or hit by another car or jumped off something.
themanclion: (journal - frowny)
All right, boys and girls. Assuming you're not otherwise occupied, I'd like to see you all in the next fifteen minutes, room 220.

Any personal weapons you have, bring them unless you're Ianto. Cartwright, we'll find you something before we head out.
themanclion: (once a copper...)
For those of you who haven't been paying attention to the news, there's something out there killing coppers. Reports say it's a wild animal.

Me, I think it's interesting that there's a wild animal that's man-sized and walking upright, for all they say it moved like a cat or dog or something. Also interesting that there's been a rash of unexplained comas in the area.

Sounds like something's come from the Rift.

Cooper, Tyler, if you lot don't already have somebody on this, I want this one. Someone ought to be doing something about this bastard, at any rate. And I want Cartwright working this with me. I don't know if either of you's bothered to hire her officially, and after what happened with yours truly, I'm not assuming a bloody thing, but she's a good copper, and we're used to working with each other.

And if anyone else wants in on this, assuming we get everything cleared with our respective bosses, let me know.
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