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Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 24, 2011 0:23:31 GMT -5
"Yeah, so do my eyes, Alec, but I'll keep them in my head none the less." Sarah replied.
The Galifreyan stepped back into his Tardis, leaning against the door frame. She was reaching out for the Doctor, and Alec nodded, sighing "Oh.."
"I get it. You're like a symbiote, latching on to the nearest source of power, using kinds words and projecting the whole song and dance to get them to believe you mean them well. Then of course, another host comes, and suddenly the other one is like last week's garbage. Everything makes so much more sense now." he said, as if understanding some great secret.
"I've got news for you, my symbiotic Sarah. I'm going to save your life, and you're going to shamelessly run off with fez here and forget all about me. I should've expected nothing less."
He shut the door. His words were like acid, but they were violently reacting to disturbance. He felt perfectly justified.
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Sept 26, 2011 20:03:54 GMT -5
The Doctor noticed Sarah fumbling around for him. He walked over to her.
"It's OK. I'm right here."
Alec spoke.
"I get it. You're like a symbiote, latching on to the nearest source of power, using kinds words and projecting the whole song and dance to get them to believe you mean them well. Then of course, another host comes, and suddenly the other one is like last week's garbage. Everything makes so much more sense now." he said, as if understanding some great secret.
The Doctor shot him a look. "Listen here, Alec. I have fallen out of my TARDIS, been hurled willy-nilly through time and Space, and now there are Weeping angels about to devastate Earth. And I'm in the last TARDIS I would want to be in, with the last time Lord I would want to be with. And now you are insulting one of the most trustworthy, kind humans I have ever known..."
The Doctor looked down at the ground and sighed. "...One that I ruined, like all the others." Hr looked at Sarah Jane who we was still hugging. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He stopped hugging Sarah Jane. he stepped back a few feet tears in his eyes.
"No doubt that in some way, this is all my fault. I'm a fool. An old, senile fool with a box."
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Post by The First Doctor on Sept 26, 2011 22:28:28 GMT -5
The Doctor shot him a look. "Listen here, Alec. I have fallen out of my TARDIS, been hurled willy-nilly through time and Space, and now there are Weeping angels about to devastate Earth. And I'm in the last TARDIS I would want to be in, with the last time Lord I would want to be with. And now you are insulting one of the most trustworthy, kind humans I have ever known..."
The Doctor looked down at the ground and sighed. "...One that I ruined, like all the others." Hr looked at Sarah Jane who we was still hugging. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He stopped hugging Sarah Jane. he stepped back a few feet tears in his eyes.
"No doubt that in some way, this is all my fault. I'm a fool. An old, senile fool with a box."
"Yes, Doctor, you are," the Meddler agreed, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him away from Sarah and marching him around to the other side of the console.
"They're having a spat," he hissed, sotto voice, "And you're not helping, trying to muscle in like that. Let the man have some room to impress the lady."
He raised his voice for Sarah's benefit, waving to Alec's TARDIS. "Godspeed, my heroic friend. If the fates are willing, we'll see you once more!" A pause. "If not, your sacrifice will not be forgotten!"
He lowered his voice. "And what's wrong with my TARDIS? She's got class and style, not like that rattletrap old Type 40 you always raved about."
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Post by Sarah Jane on Sept 26, 2011 23:32:35 GMT -5
The Doctor was clearly off his rocker, but it didn't worry her. She'd seen it before. It didn't seem to affect his ability to save the Earth. Her presence was usually enough to bring him fully into the present, but it clearly wasn't working this time. He did not typically speak so harshly with her, but she'd heard him do it to others. On the other hand, he usually didn't hang on to her so long. It was all a little weird.
It didn't matter. He'd had his arms around her long enough that she could be certain that it was him before the Meddler pulled him loose and away. Breathing a huge sigh of relief, she blindly, slowly made her way back to the chair she'd claimed in the Meddler's TARDIS. Sane or not, he was a million times less likely to try to remove her eyes or throw her out the TARDIS door than anyone else around here. She'd stick with her friend.
She only bumped into a couple of things as she made her way back. She sat. She thought. The Dark Lord's words stung in their accuracy. The Doctor's words stung in their inaccuracy. Ruined indeed. Her eyes stung as well.
She gave one hard swallow against the sting of it all.
I'm Sarah Jane Smith. I save humans Earth for Humans. It's what I do.
When she could see, that is.
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Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 26, 2011 23:56:43 GMT -5
Alec felt almost equally as wounded by his words. And they were so close to being friends. But maybe they were just incompatible. He would have to get over it.
He couldn't see the atomics yet, so he had the Tardis skip five minutes ahead. Now they were coming. The bombs were falling from the stupid, stupid UNIT.
The Timelord pulled a lever, and spun a wheel. The gravity was now dragging the atomics with him. He began climbing, the Tardis flying straight up. As if on cue, the atomics followed his ascent. He couldn't dematerialize them without setting them off, so he would literally have to drag them with him. The power boost would only last him so long before the Tardis needed to recharge.
He hoped he would not die in the explosion.
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Oct 7, 2011 22:58:56 GMT -5
Somewhere over London...
"Red-tail 6, this is red-tail 9. We're approaching the target."
"Confirmed. What's the status again..?"
Red-Tail 6, better known as Garret Blake, knew the status. He'd heard it 4 times on the way there. He simply couldn't believe it.
Harford Vane, Red-Tail 9, rolled his eyes.
"There are several alien entities underneath the London metro system. We sent in a UNIT squad, but we lost touch. There was a civilian with them. One Sarah-Jane Smith. All presumed dead."
Garret was stunned.
"What about...you know?"
"There is no sign of the Doctor. We fly in, blow the place to ruins,and get the heck out of there."
"Nuke half of London?! The high-ups must be crazy if they think the Prime Minister will-"
Red-tail 9 cut in.
"Oi, shut your mouth. The Prime Minister hasn't been informed of this."
Garret clammed up. If the Prime Minister hadn't been informed, then this was serious. Very serious.
The two fighter jets swooped lower, bearing their deadly load towards the city below.
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Post by The First Doctor on Oct 16, 2011 20:32:45 GMT -5
The Meddler expanded the sensor net of his TARDIS, watching for the wavelike paths of the Angels. He solved equations in his head, setting an auto-executing series of materialization and dematerialization sequences. This was going to be great. "Doctor? Sarah Jane?" He tapped a final few keys, then pressed a button. Music began to play, music and the sound of voices singing in Italian. As the music began to build to a pitch, he brought his hands to his mouth as if he were holding a microphone. "Let's get rrready to rrrrruuuummmmmbllllleeeeee!!!" The sound of metal striking metal joined in with the singing as he threw the activation lever, and the droning roar of the time rotor joined in with the melody... |
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Post by Sarah Jane on Oct 18, 2011 17:37:26 GMT -5
Whatever was happening next, the Doctor wasn't doing it, Robin was. Even blindfolded she could tell one madman from another. The music was starting, then Robin's exclamation and the TARDIS began it's own song. She almost cried out for him, the Doctor, as a wave of fear hit her, but she did not wish to distract him. Instead she said, almost in wonder,
"Verdi's Gypsy chorus?"
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Oct 20, 2011 20:08:08 GMT -5
Eleven was staring gloomily at Sarah Jane, thinking of ll the mistakes he'd ever made, and the one's he was likely to make, when suddenly, music began to play.
"Let's get rrready to rrrrruuuummmmmbllllleeeeee!!!"
shouted the Meddler.
Eleven stared at him. He seemed so...joyous. For what? They were going on a suicide mission to stop an army of unkillable monsters, and their own allies, armed with nukes that could end humanity and give the monsters more power than ever.
As long as there's life to live, live it well.
Eleven walked up to the Meddler and placed his hands on the console.
"What say we save the Earth together?" He grinned broadly.
"GERONIMO!"
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Post by The First Doctor on Oct 20, 2011 21:47:46 GMT -5
"Verdi's Gypsy chorus?" Sarah asked, sounding startled.
"Of course," the Meddler answered. "Also known as 'The Anvil Chorus'. A perfect tune with which to play 'whack-a-mole'."
"What say we save the Earth together?" The Doctor grinned broadly.
"Sure. But I still get to check your pockets before you leave." He grinned back. "I'm not spending another century trapped on this planet."
"GERONIMO!" the Doctor shouted.
A TARDIS, any TARDIS, can materialize much faster than you would expect. A single TARDIS can also simultaneously materialize in more locations than you would expect. All it takes is a callous disregard for operational safety margins.
And the Meddler had circumvented or disengaged all of those centuries ago.
The Angels moved in waves, probability arcs that refused to be described in deterministic Newtonian physics. They hunted the length of the subway line, looking for prey. They found only rats, quick bites that only barely released enough energy to be worth the effort.
Then, with the time rotor roaring and the clang of metal on metal, the Meddler's TARDIS began to appear and vanish in rapid flickers of motion.
Clang!
The frozen statue form of an Angel appeared inside the console room, toppling to the stone floor with a crash.
Clang!
Another appeared in mid-air, crashing to a heap atop the first.
Clang!
Another, this time by the frozen form of Boboel, tipped over and smacked into the wall.
Clang-clang!
And so it went. In rapid succession, twelve Angels lay scattered around the console room and the Museum, all of them managing to look both fierce and startled at the same time.
The Meddler flicked a series of switches, and the roar of the Time Rotor slowed to its normal drone. Then he dusted his hands off. "And that," he said, "is how you win at 'whack-a-mole'."
He leaned against the console. "Now we just need Alec to let us know he's gotten rid of those ridiculous little atomics, and then we can tell UNIT that - once again - Earth owes its continued existence to the actions of the Time Lords."
A pause.
"I could use a coffee. Anyone else want one?"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Oct 23, 2011 1:12:12 GMT -5
She clung to the arms of the chair she'd claimed. The TARDIS was shuddering, almost rippling. It wasn't really fear she felt, for the Doctor was on board, and he'd secure for her a good a chance as any to survive whatever was making the huge ruckus. However, as was her want, when startled, she could not help but let loose a few high shrikes of surprise at the loud clangs and crumbling bashes that rang through Robin's TARDIS.
For a few moments, there was no way for her to tell what was going on, but then she could smell them. Like ancient concrete. Like stone from the deepest pits ground to dust. Broken Angels. Now that she understood, she started to whoop with joy, having been certain that Britain would loose a province or three before containing the terrible threat the Angels posed. So many lives saved!!
She was coughing a bit when the ride came to it's end, her eyes squinched tight against the settling dust. She laughed at Robin's offer.
"I'll have-" She coughed. "Coffee if you promise me it hasn't passed through the hands of a Sidhe." She she jibed gently, having finally realized who he was.
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