Roald Dahl Plass, CardiffTorchwood is watching you…
Jack Bowman was correct in his deduction that the Captain was watching. From apparently nowhere, the Ex-Time Agent walked towards the group. “Oh, you two make such a sweet couple,”
Captain Jack Harkness teased, pointing at Mini and Curtis. “I could have watched this all day, but unfortunately there’s work to be done.”
He then addressed the group. “Those of you who didn’t meet me in person last night, nice to meet you. As you are probably aware by now, I’m Captain Jack Harkness of Torchwood. Now if you would all like to follow me, I’ll show you to our base.”
He looked meaningfully in Curtis’ direction. “And you are coming with us. I think you need to be taught a lesson and given a fast reality check.”
The Captain smirked a little. “Of course, if you refuse, I can just call my colleague Gwen over and have you arrested for theft. I’m pretty certain if we do enough digging, we can find all sorts of interesting things on you. As it is, Curtis Silva, we already have watched you in this area for three days now.”
If that hadn’t sparked Curtis' interest, Jack didn’t know what would.
The man started to walk away, casually gesturing over his shoulder for them all to follow him. Making their way along past the plaza area, the Captain led them down a small path to the edge of Cardiff Bay. Waves of water could be heard sloshing against the beams of the walkway, just below them to one side. “As there are so many of you, I’m afraid we’ll be taking the less impressive entrance,”
Jack Harkness explained, as he stopped outside a tiny tourist information centre. He opened the door for them, gesturing them all inside.
Inside, there was nothing remarkable to see. It was just what you would expect from tourist information – boards on the walls, filled with notices and advisements for various events happening around the bay, and an information desk, stacked with papers and brochures. Leaflets on Cardiff stood neatly organised, displayed out in front of them, and there were more brochures, leaflets and maps of the area displayed on stands, inviting people to pick them up and look through them. A computer stood on one end of the desk, a clock on the wall just behind it. No one appeared to be around.
The Captain just stood by the door, folding his arms and waited to see if anyone would say anything.