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Mar. 3rd, 2007 10:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theothermusesThat night there were angels dancing at the Ritz.
1941. Even in those chaotic, dark days people found reasons to enjoy themselves at a party, and I, for one had a ball.
This one particular evening was a very special one. People came to the Ritz to show their appreciation for the brave men in uniform that would soon be leaving Cardiff to be reassigned with their squadron closer to the actin. It was a farewell party for those saying goodbye to their sweethearts and to wish them luck.
The two strangers showed up. One in a very unconventional uniform that was barely recognizable as RAF, and the other was a young Japanese lady. They certainly livened up an already swinging party.
Naturally, people were suspicious of Miss Sato because of her nationality, but her companion managed to put to rest their fears of her being an enemy spy. As for him, perhaps I should call him Captain Harper, after all I'm sure it's as much his real name as the other he uses. Up to this point, I had been curious as to how he would introduce himself to one Captain Jack Harkness. What does one say to the man whose name and identity you've stolen? But I need not have worried, and I even recorded the meeting on my camera for posterityand to leave clues for Torchwood to find them…and me.
The two captains got along better than even I imagined they would. I knew the fraud would be curious and Captain Harkness would be drawn to a fellow American in the Eagle Squadron, but I underestimated their chemistry and sexual attraction. Not that I minded.
I was more focused on Miss Sato. Captain Harkness was nothing more than to keep the phony distracted. The important thing was to get her to write down that formula so the others could open the Rift. The timing of the air raid was perfect, giving her the chance to slip away, write it down, and hide it without being discovered -- and I must say, using her own blood was an inspiration of her own making.
Then the dancing continued.
The pair of them are quite a surprising couple. Miss Sato as I just mentioned, and then 'Captain Harper's' natural charisma. But it was the real Jack Harkness who took us all by surprise by asking his…identity thief to dance. I would have put money on it being the other way.
You might not think this, but I can be quite the romantic, and that night watching them both dance in each other's arms was a beautiful sight, moving around the dancef loor cheek-to-cheek. Although everyone else aside from Miss Sato and myself were almost reeling with shock. It was a pleasure to see 1940's sensibilities so fundamentally shaken.
So with a kiss our two strangers left through the Rift to deal with the chaos now unleashed by the rest of their team, and dear Captain Harkness left saluting, about to die the very next day.
Oh, a very splendid party indeed, and I say let the dancing always continue!
1941. Even in those chaotic, dark days people found reasons to enjoy themselves at a party, and I, for one had a ball.
This one particular evening was a very special one. People came to the Ritz to show their appreciation for the brave men in uniform that would soon be leaving Cardiff to be reassigned with their squadron closer to the actin. It was a farewell party for those saying goodbye to their sweethearts and to wish them luck.
The two strangers showed up. One in a very unconventional uniform that was barely recognizable as RAF, and the other was a young Japanese lady. They certainly livened up an already swinging party.
Naturally, people were suspicious of Miss Sato because of her nationality, but her companion managed to put to rest their fears of her being an enemy spy. As for him, perhaps I should call him Captain Harper, after all I'm sure it's as much his real name as the other he uses. Up to this point, I had been curious as to how he would introduce himself to one Captain Jack Harkness. What does one say to the man whose name and identity you've stolen? But I need not have worried, and I even recorded the meeting on my camera for posterity
The two captains got along better than even I imagined they would. I knew the fraud would be curious and Captain Harkness would be drawn to a fellow American in the Eagle Squadron, but I underestimated their chemistry and sexual attraction. Not that I minded.
I was more focused on Miss Sato. Captain Harkness was nothing more than to keep the phony distracted. The important thing was to get her to write down that formula so the others could open the Rift. The timing of the air raid was perfect, giving her the chance to slip away, write it down, and hide it without being discovered -- and I must say, using her own blood was an inspiration of her own making.
Then the dancing continued.
The pair of them are quite a surprising couple. Miss Sato as I just mentioned, and then 'Captain Harper's' natural charisma. But it was the real Jack Harkness who took us all by surprise by asking his…identity thief to dance. I would have put money on it being the other way.
You might not think this, but I can be quite the romantic, and that night watching them both dance in each other's arms was a beautiful sight, moving around the dancef loor cheek-to-cheek. Although everyone else aside from Miss Sato and myself were almost reeling with shock. It was a pleasure to see 1940's sensibilities so fundamentally shaken.
So with a kiss our two strangers left through the Rift to deal with the chaos now unleashed by the rest of their team, and dear Captain Harkness left saluting, about to die the very next day.
Oh, a very splendid party indeed, and I say let the dancing always continue!
