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Jun. 30th, 2010 10:06 pm
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"Why does it have to be that?" Tosh demanded of Owen, looking squarely at him.

"Hello? Alien catchers?" Owen replied, glancing round at the rest of the team. "It's kind of Torchwood's thing, just in case you forgot."

She narrowly avoided rolling her eyes in response. "Just because we catch aliens doesn't automatically mean that every single weird occurrence on the planet is due to them."

"It's a fair bet, though," Owen said, sitting back in his chair, glaring at Tosh.

"It shows absolutely no alien characteristics. I'm betting it's some paranormal nutter, testing us," she said, dismissing his concerns. "We've gotten pretty well known round here, let's face it. I shut down the websites as soon as I can, but as soon as I do, two more pop up in their place."

"And what if it isn't human? What if it is alien? People could be in danger."

"Always wanting to be the hero, aren't we?" Tosh said.

"How long are you pair going to be carrying on for?" Jack asked from his seat, his hand on his cheek, watching the argument. "Just wanted to know if we need to ask Ianto to make coffee."

"We're not arguing," both Tosh and Owen responded at the same time. Gwen and Ianto looked at each other, smirking.

"Coffee, Ianto?" Jack said in a lazy voice. "Tosh, Owen does have a point."

"Just because it always has been aliens, doesn't mean it always will be. I'm just saying we should expand our thinking a little. Maybe that signal was just a 'hello, look at us'. Wouldn't be the first time, nor would it be the last."

"You know, there is an easy way to sort this out," Gwen said, leaning back in her chair.


"Yeah. Why don't you go and ask, instead of getting all caught up in the science? God, I don't know what you lost did before I came along." Gwen looked between Owen and Tosh. "I just think you like arguing for the sake of it."

Tosh glanced at Owen, hiding a smile. There was a part of her that would agree with that, but she would never, ever say it out loud.

"Um. People?" Ianto said, interrupting. "You might want to take a look at this." He pressed a button on the remote control in the middle of the table, bringing up and image of the house in question.

"Oh you are kidding me," Jack said, suddenly bursting out laughing.

"What the hell?"

"Disco lights? Giving out that frequency? How?" Tosh said, pulling up the readings.

"Guess someone wanted a party," Ianto said, laughing. "Owen, looks like Tosh was right."

"Yes and no," she replied. "Look." She focused in tightly on something that definitely didn't belong there. "What is that thing?"

"Uh oh," was Jack's response, as he stood up.

"Uh oh? Are we talking another sex monster uh oh, or another ex uh oh? An idea might be nice," Owen asked.

"As in we really need to catch that before it causes damage. It loves a good party, but gets... messy when it gets excited."

"Define messy," Ianto asked, smoothing down his suit as he stood up.

"Slimer from Ghostbusters messy. They didn't know that they based him on that thing. Hasn't been seen for a while. It just... likes a good time."

"Lucky it," Owen muttered, before heading out of the door after the rest of them.

Toshiko Sato
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