A Good Man goes to War [Open]

[Flynn Delta]

"How do you-!"
Flynn cuts himself off and dodges Alec's punches.
"-Know my name? By the way nice punches you almost hit me, I'm out of practice, anyways how are you feeling? I didn't catch your name but you clearly know mine and Susan's, and clearly I've wronged you and you probably deserved it. and does my conscience bother me sometimes now how do you know Susan? and me? but more importantly Susan, wait! don't tell me I'm probably not supposed know yet! Oh! and by the way," His voice drops in tone significantly "I've done much, much, worse."

[The Phantom]

"Alec! What are you doing?" The Phantom asked him, not entirely shocked from seeing him attack someone. However, she had no idea what happened that made Alec attack Flynn.

"This isn't the time for fighting now is it?" She asked them both, in their home language. "Right now. We have a bigger problem on our hands. And I'm just going to apologize for the lights. I didn't mean to turn them off.

She gave them a nervous smile, after admitting what caused the lights to go out. Hoping no one got too mad at her.

[The 11th Doctor]

The Alchemist looked around him. "Well what are we waiting for? We have a war to win!!"

The Wanderer rolled his eyes as the Alchemist pulled out his Sonic gun and marched out. "You fool, there are probably Clerics around this whole thing. We'll be riddled with bullets in seconds."

The Alchemist paused. "Then what do we do?"

"The only thing we can do. Use the Time and Space travel machine we're inside of."

The Alchemist's face reddened, and he walked over to the TARDIS console.

The Wanderer grunted. "Stupidest genius in the world, if you ask me."

[The First Doctor]

"Your attention please," the Dalek Vader voice boomed over the intercom. "As fun as it might be to reenact the last days of Gallifrey, perhaps we should focus? Take care of the hostiles, and that one Headless Monk - oh, and by the way, Sit! - before we begin murdering each other?"

The Headless Monk staggered and fell, like a marionette with its strings cut.

"We still have a woman and a child in distress, a child-snatcher to find, and several thousand Anglican Monks to disarm and shuttle off the station."

The intercom went silent for a moment, then crackled again. "Incidentally, I should probably be the last person in the Spiral Politic to have to be lecturing people on focusing."

The voice faded, replaced by drums and an electric guitar as the Meddler spun another song.

[Alec Harrison]

Alec sighed deeply. Flynn was younger this time...
"No one deserves what you did." he scowled.

He backed off on Maria's urging. No reason to attack him if he didn't know what he was going to do.

"You-" he pointed at Flynn, "You, and you. Off my Tardis now." he pointed at The Wanderer and the Alechemist.

All that left was Maria and the Meddler. He sat back in his chair, looking at them each in turn.

[The Phantom]

Maria watched as Alec back off and then proceed to order Flynn, the Alchemist, and the Wanderer off his Tardis.

"Do you mind if I ask what that was about, Alec?" She asked, concern obvious in her voice.

[Flynn Delta]

Flynn Shrugs.
"Nice way of thanking me for saving you."
Flynn Exits Alec's TARDIS

[The 11th Doctor]

As the Wanderer and The alchemist walked out of the TARDIS, to face the waiting army of clerics, The Doctor stepped out of the shadows.

"So. The Headless Monks re-routed, The Clerics doing battle withe Wanderer, and The Meddler lording over us all on the intercom. PERFECT!! Who wants a Fez? "
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The Wander whirled around. "Blast you..." He screamed, shooting a Cleric with his Sonic Gun. "And you..." He shot another cleric. "And dang you!!" He kicked an approaching Cleric into the wall, then shot him. The Wanderer smiled, filled with the glory of battle.

See now, killing them isn't so bad. Isn't it? Don't you enjoy making them scream? whispered that cursed cursed voice in his head.

"I scream, you scream, we all scream for PAIN!!"

Yes. It IS fun isn't it!!

"HA-HA-HA!!! " He fired a blast off into the ceiling The Clerics began to cower. For the Wanderer was totally, completely...mad.

[The First Doctor]

(OOC: Before I post, where are we exactly? In terms of the episode, I mean. Has the Doctor brought Rory and Amy back down to the TARDIS yet?)

[Amy Pond]

(OOC: Eleven's not yet come for Amy and Rory - they're still up in that white room that Amy had been held in. And, the real baby is gone - the flesh baby has not yet made an appearance.)

[Flynn Delta]

Flynn quietly slipped away to his TARDIS, it seemed like they had things under control, he wasn't needed. The Groaning of his TARDIS was heard, and he was gone...

[Amy Pond]

Amy did her best to keep her wits about her - which was something she was well practiced with, having spent so much time with The Doctor and having gotten used to saving her panicking for later. She looked into her husband's eyes and spoke, saying, "Rory, we have ta get out of here... Where's Tha Doctor? We have ta find him..."

Even though little Melody Pond was lost to them, staying here and crying about it wasn't going to fix anything. The Doctor was the one who could get them all out of here, and maybe - just maybe - he could find Melody with the TARDIS and bring her back to them.

"Come on, Rory - Let's get out of here!" Amy said, taking control of the situation as she walked out of the room and into the sterile white hallway, still wearing nothing but a paper hospital gown and slippers.

She was learning, perhaps slowly but surely, that she couldn't always wait for The Doctor to bail her out. And, she was certain that her Centurion husband would be right behind her.

Down a flight of stairs and around a few twists and turns, Amy went though a doorway and found herself inside the main warehouse-sized room of the compound on Demon's Run, and off in the corner was the familiar blue TARDIS, and off towards the other side came the sounds of battle.

Amy took cover near the TARDIS and waited, terribly worried about her baby.

[River Song]

Stormcage Prison

River literally danced down the drab hallway of the Stormcage, dressed in a lovely Victorian gown, humming the last song she'd heard Stevie Wonder sing to her and The Doctor at the last great frost fair, atop the frozen Thames in 1814.

Today was her birthday, and it had been marvelous!

And then, she was visited by Rory Williams dressed as a Roman Centurion, come to ask for her help in the Battle of Demons Run. It absolutely broke her heart to have to decline, but she couldn't possibly be there. Not yet... Not until the end.

"I can't. Not yet anyway... This is the Battle of Demons Run. The Doctor's darkest hour. He'll rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further. And... I can't be with him 'til the very end... 'Cause this is it. This is the day he finds out who I am," River said, her heart heavy at what was going to happen to everyone at Demons Run - but, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't interfere in her own timeline... River may be a bit psycho, but she's not THAT crazy.

Then, she called for the guards to let her back into her cell, waiting for just the right moment to join The Doctor, Amy and Rory to reveal some Big Spoilers.