-Miranda laughs- Trust me, if there’s anyone who knows something about keeping secrets and knowing things they’re not supposed to, she’s sitting right in front of you. -And that’s just a little too much information so quickly.-
-Rose blinks, looking up from her glass-
Really?
Aliens. -sips her drink-
-Rose scowls, trying not to laugh-
Oiii! An’… other stuff!
-Chuckling, she smirks- Aliens and the things that live here the rest of us aren’t supposed to know about?
Yeah, yeah. Weapons, too, though. Technology to help protect the world. ‘ve got this big gun, y’see an’…
Fuck.
-snorts-
-Miranda shrugs, swirling the liquid around in her glass- Well, we all do things we aren’t proud of, and there are worse things. -Her eyes flicker up, though her expression remains unreadable- In Cardiff, aren’t they?
-she smiles a little-
Ah, yep. HQ’s in Cardiff.
-she pauses-
… sounds terrible to say that out loud, but who m’I kiddin’? Everyone knows.
-She cracks a smile- At least I was already aware. You said yourself, it isn’t exactly a secret.
Nope. But… what we do… that’s a bit under wraps.
Chocolate pudding is best at 4 in the morning while tumbling in your underwear.
-Miranda shrugs, swirling the liquid around in her glass- Well, we all do things we aren’t proud of, and there are worse things. -Her eyes flicker up, though her expression remains unreadable- In Cardiff, aren’t they?
-she smiles a little-
Ah, yep. HQ’s in Cardiff.
-she pauses-
… sounds terrible to say that out loud, but who m’I kiddin’? Everyone knows.
No idea. If it was after your time travelling the universe, I assume there’s some secret organisation that would have thought you’d be useful.
-Rose laughs-
Well, I was doin’ both. The secret organization thing an’ the prostitutin’ thing.
Oh, that’s right. I believe you told me that at some point. -She sits down in a chair, mildly surprised- Must have been ages ago. More things I know very little about.
-she nods-
Mm. Yeah. I didn’t… love myself for it. Needed the money an’ it was… it was the easiest way. Not proud, really…
An’ as for the secret organization, we’re really not so secret. Torchwood.
No idea. If it was after your time travelling the universe, I assume there’s some secret organisation that would have thought you’d be useful.
-Rose laughs-
Well, I was doin’ both. The secret organization thing an’ the prostitutin’ thing.
I was back there recently. Much more interesting when you can actually go out and do things. -She shrugs and hands her a drink- I’m not sure, to be honest. There must have been something about it, but I spent so much time running off to London I can’t remember anymore.
-she accepts the drink with a quiet ‘thank you’, immediately taking a sip-
Mm. London’s… well, s’London. I don’t think I could go back. Maybe jus’ to visit, but that’s it.
-She gives the blonde a skeptical look- Why is that?
My memories of it… aren’t the fondest. D’you know what I was doin’ ‘fore I met Adrian?
