couples_therapy Session 2 (Prompt 4)
What is your greatest fear when you're in a relationship?
Well, I suppose, these days, I tend to worry if the person I'm getting involved with is actually human. They could always be an alien more interested in Torchwood technology than in me ...
What?
We've never really talked about my job before, have we? I've blamed Torchwood for quite a few things, including the current state of my love life, but you've never actually asked me to explain why.
I wouldn't dream of telling you how to do your job, of course, but don't you think that would be a good question to start a session with?
Perhaps. Why don't you tell us now, Toshiko?
Fine. I work for an organisation which combats hostile alien threats and collects alien technology.
Toshiko, if you could please try and take the question seriously.
I'm being perfectly serious. I'm not very good at jokes. You can ask anyone I know. I'm too 'uptight' for jokes.
Torchwood monitors a rift in space and time, a rift which runs through the city of Cardiff. It's our job to combat and neutralise any threats which slip through and to collect alien technology in order to arm the human race against whatever might come next.
Toshiko ...
Don't you remember Canary Wharf? The Sycorax ship hovering about London? An alien ship crashing into Big Ben? Calling it terrorism doesn't change what actually happened. Do you really believe it was just drugs in the water supply? A mass hallucination?
Torchwood tries to keep it all secret, but there is a whole universe out there, teaming with life. We're so small, here on Earth. Utterly insignificant. There is so much out there, and it's terrifying and beautiful at the same time. Some times ...
Some times?
Some times, if you remember that, you're able to realise that things aren't quite as bleak as they seem.
About a year ago, I found this tablet. It took me weeks to translate, but when I did, I found out it was a letter. Just a letter. An alien, from a planet thousands of light years away from Earth, writing home to their family!
Then, a few months ago, I ...
... I shouldn't really be telling you any of this. I'm sorry. I'm going to have to give you retcon, aren't I?
Retcon?
Oh, please don't ask me to explain. You won't remember anyway.
Well, I suppose, these days, I tend to worry if the person I'm getting involved with is actually human. They could always be an alien more interested in Torchwood technology than in me ...
What?
We've never really talked about my job before, have we? I've blamed Torchwood for quite a few things, including the current state of my love life, but you've never actually asked me to explain why.
I wouldn't dream of telling you how to do your job, of course, but don't you think that would be a good question to start a session with?
Perhaps. Why don't you tell us now, Toshiko?
Fine. I work for an organisation which combats hostile alien threats and collects alien technology.
Toshiko, if you could please try and take the question seriously.
I'm being perfectly serious. I'm not very good at jokes. You can ask anyone I know. I'm too 'uptight' for jokes.
Torchwood monitors a rift in space and time, a rift which runs through the city of Cardiff. It's our job to combat and neutralise any threats which slip through and to collect alien technology in order to arm the human race against whatever might come next.
Toshiko ...
Don't you remember Canary Wharf? The Sycorax ship hovering about London? An alien ship crashing into Big Ben? Calling it terrorism doesn't change what actually happened. Do you really believe it was just drugs in the water supply? A mass hallucination?
Torchwood tries to keep it all secret, but there is a whole universe out there, teaming with life. We're so small, here on Earth. Utterly insignificant. There is so much out there, and it's terrifying and beautiful at the same time. Some times ...
Some times?
Some times, if you remember that, you're able to realise that things aren't quite as bleak as they seem.
About a year ago, I found this tablet. It took me weeks to translate, but when I did, I found out it was a letter. Just a letter. An alien, from a planet thousands of light years away from Earth, writing home to their family!
Then, a few months ago, I ...
... I shouldn't really be telling you any of this. I'm sorry. I'm going to have to give you retcon, aren't I?
Retcon?
Oh, please don't ask me to explain. You won't remember anyway.