AGELESS CAMPAIGN, Episode II, Part VI.

As for my secrets, I can tell you a little about the organization itself. Torchwood was created by Queen Victoria to investigate threats to the Empire related to wizardry as well as those of extra-dimensional and extra-terrestrial origins. We are funded through British Military Intelligence, although the operatives are all civilians. That is primarily to establish plausible deniability in the event that we are caught, so that there will be no international incidents taht can be blamed on the Queen. That separation also gives us the freedom to use magic to accomplish our tasks."

Abby raised her eyebrows. "Well, my travel was an unusual situation. One of my father's friends was able to get me recommended as an assistant to an archeologist who works with a group that had several sites working, so we traveled between them.

But hold on a moment here. Extra-dimensional and extra-terrestrial?"
 

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"Why yes. You just met Bast, she doesn't live here on Earth does she?"

"I suppose not. But I'm an American, I don't generally think of gods and governments in the same sentence. Keeping an eye on the actions of gods wouldn't seem... I don't know, necessary to me. Bast is the firs time I've seen evidence of them taking any kind of direction action, after all."
 

"....Keeping an eye on the actions of gods wouldn't seem... I don't know, necessary to me. Bast is the firs time I've seen evidence of them taking any kind of direction action, after all."
"Not all extra-dimensional or extra-terrestrial creatures are deities, far from it. Think of most as being mortal minions that the deities command, or in many cases, mortal minions that got tired of being lackeys to the gods so came here to live instead. There are lots of opportunities here. I know of one man from another planet who works as a butler for a London aristocrat."
 

"Not all extra-dimensional or extra-terrestrial creatures are deities, far from it. Think of most as being mortal minions that the deities command, or in many cases, mortal minions that got tired of being lackeys to the gods so came here to live instead. There are lots of opportunities here. I know of one man from another planet who works as a butler for a London aristocrat."

"Oh, now you can't be serious. I can believe someone would become tired of being bossed around by a deity, but to become a butler? That's one too far."
 

OOC: Indeed, it was a hectic end-of-year, but I should have a few weeks of full availability.


George dozed on and off on the carpet ride. Catching snippets of the conversation between Ruby and the Queen. He stood attentively as speeches were made and raised an eyebrow as he was named interim Chief until Sefu arrived.

Still he was tired. It had been a very long trip, and he was bone tired. Still he had to smile at Ruby's enthusiasm at the room. "Yes my dear, I think we will see a much better level of service and amenities now that we are a part of the royal entourage, rather than some ragtag group. Still something the Queen said bothers me. It was about your, well our associations with.... you know what, it will wait. It isn't important right now. We have a dinner date in two hours and I know my Miss Ruby will want that entire time to bathe and put on her prettiest dress and do her hair and make up like she hasn't been able to do in weeks." says George as he kisses Ruby. "So go and get ready my dear, we can't keep the Queen waiting."
 


"Oh, now you can't be serious. I can believe someone would become tired of being bossed around by a deity, but to become a butler? That's one too far."
"He also serves as the aristocrat's bodyguard and nurse, putting his prior military training to work. He if from a race that is dedicated to profound loyalty and honor, so serving another does him well."
 
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"He also serves as the aristocrat's bodyguard and nurse, putting his prior military training to work. His race is also one of profound loyalty and honor, so serving another does him well."

"Mmm, hmm, and next you'll be telling me he looks like a potato and aristocrat is a pre-historic lizard," she teased.

OOC: meta anyone?
 

The food is delivered to the table and looks wonderful. Callum must also be rather hungry as table conversation is at a bare minimum for the next twenty minutes. When the last of the plates are close to empty and the wine bottle is near the bottom he says, "I think I made the restaurant choice."
 

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