[backdated to midmorning the day after Ianto's arrival]
((Apologies for the lateness of this post. I had an extreme anxiety flareup last week and spent the majority of my time as either a gibbering wreck or too drugged to function. Apologies for the plotlocking! Things are going better so far this week so I think we're all set to roll on this post now.))
Mio arrives at the Marriott where Ianto is staying midmorning the day after Torchwood gets word of Ianto's arrival. She hands off the Torchwood SUV to the valet and strides into the hotel lobby. Just about anyone can tell that she's dressed to the nines. Those with a more discerning eye will be able to tell that her suit is made of the finest wool, and perfectly tailored to accentuate her every curve. Her blouse is made of the finest silk, and her shoes, while not recognizably designer, also have the highest quality materials and craftsmanship. Mio is dressed to make a statement. And in case things go badly, she has a Torchwood-issue handgun in her (hand-crafted, one of a kind) purse. Hopefully things won't come to that, though.
Mio takes the elevator up to the room number specified and knocks on the door.
Mio arrives at the Marriott where Ianto is staying midmorning the day after Torchwood gets word of Ianto's arrival. She hands off the Torchwood SUV to the valet and strides into the hotel lobby. Just about anyone can tell that she's dressed to the nines. Those with a more discerning eye will be able to tell that her suit is made of the finest wool, and perfectly tailored to accentuate her every curve. Her blouse is made of the finest silk, and her shoes, while not recognizably designer, also have the highest quality materials and craftsmanship. Mio is dressed to make a statement. And in case things go badly, she has a Torchwood-issue handgun in her (hand-crafted, one of a kind) purse. Hopefully things won't come to that, though.
Mio takes the elevator up to the room number specified and knocks on the door.