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taxonomites2010-09-03 08:15 am
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2 [Accidental Visual | Location: Mount Perdition]
[ooc: Backdated to be after this, feel free to ask the Doctor wtf he is doing or poke/laugh at/check on the Master.]
When the tablet flickered on it was obvious that something was amiss. The Doctor and the Master were both in the frame, though the tablet itself seemed to be in the hands of a third, unseen person who hadn’t realised it was active, as there was quite a bit of floor in the shot as well. Both Time Lords were close together, their foreheads touching, and it was apparent that the Doctor had been part of the way through saying something when the tablet was activated.
“—sorry.”
Then the Master screamed like someone in agony, reeling back from the Doctor like he’d been burned, arms flailing wildly as though he was trying to fend off an invisible attack. The building they were in shuddered and whoever was holding the tablet dropped it, throwing the image into a disarray of walls, floor, and ceiling before it stopped, showing the Doctor. He rose slowly, his face an almost cold and distant mask as the Master continued to sob and scream, shouting the word ‘no’ more than once among the other sounds of his distress.
The room shuddered again and the Doctor was moving, picking up the tablet – his hand filling the screen for a moment – and running from the room, leaving the Master behind. Though the screams could still be heard as he raced through the building, the tablet broadcasting a confusing jumble of running feet, half-seen glimpses of ornate furniture and architecture, and the Doctor’s face.
It was difficult to tell, but there was something else strange in the way the building shook, doors banging open and closed like the place was home to a very upset poltergeist , and at least once the Doctor ducked as an unseen object flew across the room towards him.
A shot of a door loomed out of nowhere and there was a bang as he burst through it, yelping in pain as a flying object caught the side of his head. The sound of the Master’s tortured yelling finally stopping as the gloom of the building gave way to too-bright sunlight. The Doctor must have tripped then, as the sky suddenly became red grass, then sky, then grass, over and over as he rolled a distance and finally stopped, the tablet showing his slightly-bruised profile as he lay sprawled on his back staring at the sky and breathing hard.
When the tablet flickered on it was obvious that something was amiss. The Doctor and the Master were both in the frame, though the tablet itself seemed to be in the hands of a third, unseen person who hadn’t realised it was active, as there was quite a bit of floor in the shot as well. Both Time Lords were close together, their foreheads touching, and it was apparent that the Doctor had been part of the way through saying something when the tablet was activated.
“—sorry.”
Then the Master screamed like someone in agony, reeling back from the Doctor like he’d been burned, arms flailing wildly as though he was trying to fend off an invisible attack. The building they were in shuddered and whoever was holding the tablet dropped it, throwing the image into a disarray of walls, floor, and ceiling before it stopped, showing the Doctor. He rose slowly, his face an almost cold and distant mask as the Master continued to sob and scream, shouting the word ‘no’ more than once among the other sounds of his distress.
The room shuddered again and the Doctor was moving, picking up the tablet – his hand filling the screen for a moment – and running from the room, leaving the Master behind. Though the screams could still be heard as he raced through the building, the tablet broadcasting a confusing jumble of running feet, half-seen glimpses of ornate furniture and architecture, and the Doctor’s face.
It was difficult to tell, but there was something else strange in the way the building shook, doors banging open and closed like the place was home to a very upset poltergeist , and at least once the Doctor ducked as an unseen object flew across the room towards him.
A shot of a door loomed out of nowhere and there was a bang as he burst through it, yelping in pain as a flying object caught the side of his head. The sound of the Master’s tortured yelling finally stopping as the gloom of the building gave way to too-bright sunlight. The Doctor must have tripped then, as the sky suddenly became red grass, then sky, then grass, over and over as he rolled a distance and finally stopped, the tablet showing his slightly-bruised profile as he lay sprawled on his back staring at the sky and breathing hard.
[ Visual ]
"I'll give it to ya for now," she replied, and her face lightened some. It was hard to keep on frowning at someone when you hadn't even given them much of a chance to explain themselves. "Don't think that's me lettin' you just walk away from it, though. If he don't recover right, I'll be lookin' for ya."
It was clear she wasn't going to get much in the way of non-cryptic answers from him anyhow, and she was fairly sure he'd be able to see that she wasn't exactly threatening. Ah, well. "Kaylee'd be my name. Kaylee Frye."
[ Visual ]
He'd never really been the type to simply disappear into a crowd, which could be a bit unfortunate sometimes, but generally wasn't a huge problem. Or at least, not a huge problem that he couldn't get out of on his own quickly enough. But that was enough about him for the time being; right now he was rather more interested in Kaylee.
"Hello, Kaylee, I'm the Doctor," he said, both introducing himself and seeing if the name got a reaction. "I take it you're a friend of his then?"
[ Visual ]
As he introduces himself, though, it almost makes sense. Kaylee only knew of the Doctor during his last stay in Taxon, and contact with him had been minimal. She did know--everyone in Taxon did--about his bomb plot, and that was enough to make her all the more wary. The face, though. It wasn't the same man, even if the Master's recognition of him was there.
"Oh, nǐ shì zài kāiwánxiào. Different Doctor, I take it? Met the one that was here before, but 'M pretty sure you ain't him, 'less you've glitched your way into a new face." Entirely possible, in Taxon. Different face was a new one, though. "Wouldn't say we're exactly friends, but we're friendly enough. Shared a lot, me 'n him, about ships..."
[[ Translation: "You're kidding." ]]
[ Visual ]
"If that's the Doctor you know then yes, we're sort of the same person." He leaned back further and frowned at the sky before amending; "Well, I don't remember any of this from before anyway. But other than that, same Doctor, new face."
He rolled himself forward to stand up then, turning in a full circle to try and get his bearings as to where he was standing on the mountain before addressing Kaylee again. "Ships was it? What about ships?"
[ Visual ]
Ah, well. She sunk back against the closest wall, observing the man closely before continuing on. The first Doctor had been an odd enough bird. There was no telling how this one was going to be. Eventually, she just shrugged.
"Everythin' about 'em. He saw mine once, asked to see it--everybody 'round here seems to, sooner or later--and I showed him about. Been a while since he'd seen a Firefly, he said."
[Visual]
Though he supposed his last regeneration would have looked into that on his own, but since he didn't remember any of it, the Doctor couldn't see why he shouldn't look into it again.
[ Visual ]
As for parts, though. "Don't be gettin' any fancy ideas in your head that she's available for pickin' apart, neither. If somethin' of her's needed for an emergency, that's one thing, but otherwise she's stayin' just as she is, and nobody's takin' parts off her but me."
[[ Translation: "better than ever." ]]
[Visual]
That seemed about right, or at least he hoped so. At the very least it could get a smile, if he was lucky.
"Of course the best option is that we ultimately use her to help get people out of here, but I'm not sure how well that will work if we're all underground."
[ Visual ]
Kaylee inhaled deeply, thought for a moment, and then continued. "She don't fit very many. Five crew bunks, could hold up to seven in those since two're double, four passenger dorms, hold one each, and one in the engine room. Could set up cots in the cargo bay, three couches to sleep on, chair and a bed in the medbay. Two shuttles, could hold up to four each if we don't mind 'em bein' crowded. All in all, we got room for about thirty-seven folks comfortably in sleep space, unless we're really crammin' 'em in, then we got room for maybe sixty, give or take dependin' on supplies. Fuel tank holds enough for about 25 days, dependin' on how hard we ride her for how far, reserves might last us a bit more than that. Also gotta worry about life support and food, which could just be protein packs. Got bars back home, could feed a few people for a week and they store well, so we could hatch out plenty of those." She sighed again, sliding down the wall to sit down. "It's been somethin' I've thought over constantly, and we could work it so long as we don't get too many more new folks showin' up. Biggest thing is gettin' out, and once we're out where we'd be goin' to with only 25 days fuel."
[Visual] brb, laughing evilly at the Master and Kaylee's thread
If only so he knew how much he had to apologise afterwards.
"Good to hear that you've been thinking about it," he said after listening to the list of what the ship could offer in that case. "But hopefully we wouldn't have to rely on just her. I've got a bit of space in my ship, for starters. It would help lessen the load quite a bit."
And of course his other 'self' wouldn't turn down something like that. She was still the Doctor despite their differences.
[ Visual ] The next time they speak, Kaylee will just be going :| at the poor Doctor...
"It's hard not to think about it. Miss the sky somethin' fierce--but your ship. You uh. The other you mentioned it before, I think. Somebody did. Is she here?"
[Visual] Hee, that will be fun! :D
"In a way," he said, thinking back to his brief conversation with his other, well, him (even if they weren't so much a he as a she). "It's not really my version of her, but otherwise they're the same. Sort of. It's a bit complicated."
[ Visual ] Especially when she cusses him out in Chinese >>
[ Visual ] He'll know what you're saying, Kaylee. :|
That the ship had apparently been here before was interesting. "Sorry, did you say that your ship has been here twice? Like some of the people have?"
[ Visual ] She'll probably find that more exciting than frustrating.
"Sure has. Disappeared when our crew's doctor did a while back, showed back up again just after Taxon's little system failure."
[ Visual ]
"But that's interesting, that it disappeared and came back like that... Any idea why?"
[ Visual ]
She shook her head. "Dunno. Originally came here with the Cap'n, and she disappeared with Simon long after the Cap'n was gone. Came back again on her own--Cap'n was already here. Think it had somethin' to do with River that round, but I can't be sayin' for sure."