REC: 2-FIC POST by PALMFACE

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Title: Recruitment Policy
Author: palmface
Genre: AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Action, Drama, Romance, Humor
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: Rhys/Gwen, briefly implied past Ianto/Lisa
Summary: Torchwood try to move on after the events of Exit Wounds, but will they live long enough to pick new recruits?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 10 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: spoilers through and Post-Torchwood 2x13 "Exit Wounds," Characters deaths, Violence
Comment or Excerpt from fic: I was eagerly waiting for another fic from palmface and was delivered with this piece of brilliance! This is AU, as it states previously, with total disregard for TW S3 character speculation. Now that I think about it, I haven't read many post-EW fics that have TW3 recruiting OCs and not the usual characters (Mickey, Martha, maybe Tom)...

Anyway, the POV jumps every alternate chapter in the fic and so far, it's a very interesting fic with almost all genres - humor, action, romance, angst, etc. Exciting and enjoyable!

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EXCERPT:

When Robert Carmichael woke on a typically wet... morning... he went about his usual routine with a usual lack of enthusiasm... there was absolutely nothing to suggest... that this day would be in any way exceptional. Just another normal day, in a boring job... people who couldn’t even begin to appreciate his brilliance.

... The third floor was the dullest and most mocked department in the entirety of the UNIT organisation... This was the wasteland of the UNIT Empire, full of the disgraced and those who were deemed an embarrassment...

As he exited the lift... Robert was hailed by Nigel... “Robert... You’ve got a letter here. All very mysterious... with... explicit instructions that it be hand-delivered to you personally, apparently. All very hush-hush...”

Robert frowned... The envelope was stark white... expensive from its parchment-like texture; it was relieved only by the presence of flowing script in black ink bearing his name... No address, postmark, stamp, nothing.

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R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to "Chapter 1" can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*. You can also view the next chapter by clicking on the link at the end of the current chapter...

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | ...

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Title: Bar Fight
Author: palmface
Genre: Gap-filler, Slight Angst, General, Action, Humor
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: implied past Ianto/Lisa, Owen/Diane, brief implied Owen/Tosh
Summary: Jack has been gone for a month, in his absence the rest of Torchwood go out to the pub, Owen causes trouble, Ianto lends a hand and they all blow off a little steam.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 4,364
Warnings: general spoilers for Torchwood S1, Post-Torchwood 1x13 "End of Days," Violence
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This fic is connected to the above fic, but it isn't necessary to read this to read that one. The main reason I'm reccing this is because it's mentioned, a bit briefly, in Recruitment Policy and gives insight to the changes in team dynamics when Jack wasn't there.

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EXCERPT:

Owen... smirked... “Get your coats, ladies and Gwen, we’re going to the pub.”

Ianto looked blankly... Tosh paused... to give him a look that was half reproachful and half disbelief. Gwen, however, wasn’t going to settle for a look. “Owen... We can’t all just go out and get pissed, we’re all that stands between this planet and the Rift, we can’t afford to be drunk on the job.”

Owen rolled his eyes; they’d heard this speech exactly thirty seven times... and it wasn’t getting any easier to listen to... “Come on, Gwen, one night out isn’t going to kill us! Anyway, we need to celebrate.”

Tosh looked up again at this. “What exactly are we celebrating Owen?”

“This is the first mission against a hostile alien intent on killing us all that we’ve beaten without any injuries since Jack left!”

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