All doubt is cowardice — all trust is brave.

[thebreakingwave]

Harry and Jack had been friends for years now and while their texting and meetings weren't always frequent, they'd become a regular part of his life. The wizarding world had a lot going for it, but it had a tendency towards being could be insular and certainly wasn't the most progressive society. It was a careful balance that Harry had struggled to develop and maintain - using his position in the Aurors to push for change, but not too much, not too fast - the papers were still as vicious as ever.

The most recent round of text and talk with Jack ended with an invitation to visit Cardiff that Harry was keen to accept. After making sure that he wasn't on call for the evening or the next morning, Harry hopped the floo to the city and then made his way over to the Hub.

Comments

[faceofbeau]

Jack waited in his office, half an eye on the CCTV feed so make sure he wouldn't miss the young wizard when he appeared. It was hard, sometimes, to tell how long it would take for any wizard to make the journey, considering the many and varied methods they had of travel. Of course, the quickest, apparition, was one that Jack had made sure to eliminate possibility of the moment he took charge of Torchwood Three; he'd had a very old friend, a very talented and very good friend, ward the entirety of the Hub, from apparition was well as several other types of magical threat. Which left, no matter what method of travel Harry took, either the secret lift or the tourist office as entrance points. So when he caught sight of the dark haired young man above on the Plass, just steps away from the lift, Jack grinned and flipped open his wriststrap, activating it.

Harry would see it, the perception filter didn't work as well on the magical, and Harry knew it was there to boot. He'd just have to react quickly to catch it. Grinning widely, Jack pushed up from his desk and moved out and around to the base of the lift, to watch and wait.

[thebreakingwave]

When he spots the lift, Harry breaks out into a bright, easy-going smile. He has found the right place and he did do the right thing by approaching slowly and in public - it doesn't do to try and sneak up on Torchwood.

Once he's down inside the Hub and spotted Jack, he waves hello and looks around. It's a very different sort of place to the Ministry, but there's a similar feel in the air. It's a sense of purpose, but not the sort of noble, banner-waving, trumpets resounding, gilt-covered purpose that seems popular in the public facing facade of the Ministry, but the more hands-on kind that he prefers. Given the choice, Harry would rather work somewhere like this.

[faceofbeau]

There's a warm grin for Harry as the lift lowers him down into the Hub; Jack's made his way over to the base, to wait for him there, and he's got his hands in his pockets, bouncing back on his heels as he waits. Of all his magical visitors, Harry's definitely one of his favorites- definitely, considering what a pain some of the Ministry officials can be- and definitely the one he gets the most to boot. Which- there's certainly a reason for that, and one that Jack doesn't mind in the least. So the smile, a warm welcome, and an easy greeting off,

"Harry, Harry. How went the trip? Not too much trouble, I hope."

[thebreakingwave]

"None at all. It's good to have an excuse to get out that's not another long night watching some dodgy warehouse," he says with a wry twist to his mouth. The past few months have been a long, string of painfully dull stakeouts that have come to nothing and even longer meetings that might actually be worse than nothing.

"And you? How've you been?"

[faceofbeau]

"Ooo, yeah, dodgy warehouses are hardly ever any fun. Not that they aren't ever any fun, just- hardly ever." He winks a little, teasing, because he knows what Harry means. He's been there before, boring stake outs, waiting for this thing or the other to happen during a mission or hunt.

"Been a bit busier around here- you know what it can get like with the Rift. Dull moments come few and far between."