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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 4, 2011 22:13:39 GMT -5
The Meddler blinked at Alec, and he released his wrist. "Ah. We haven't met yet, from your perspective."
He stepped back from the other Time Lord. "So we will meet, at some point in your future. When you meet me for the first time, do me a favor and remind me not to tell the Great Race who I am. Things will go a little better that way."
The UNIT soldiers, not accustomed to being ignored by the people they were pointing guns at, looked to their commanding officer for instructions. The Meddler gave them a sharp look. "Put those down, I said! Honestly! Don't you people have any manners?"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 5, 2011 13:06:39 GMT -5
Sarah Jane ran into the light, ran toward chaos, but stayed outside of it where she could see the conflict edge to edge. She was uncertain how many Angels there were.
For the first time in her life, she was furious about her height. There was another blur of motion, a flash of fanged granite death, a splash of blood and a bevy of screams. Sarah Jane screamed at the same time, horrified by her failure, She was short enough that she could not nail each bogey with her eyes. There were people in the way. Adrenalin made her voice strong.
"Down! Down NOW! Everybody down!!" She blasted in terror of another death. No one listened, and there was another flurry of blood and screams as people flinched away, ran away from the now blood dripping, stop motion horrors that the Angles were.
"Get DOWN!" She heard, military style behind her, punctuated by a volley of bullets that dropped her to the platform, feet, fists, and one knee in a warm puddle of blood not her own. Orion 30 and the Angles were the only ones left standing. And, she saw, some redhead down near the tracks she could just see in her peripheral vision. The person, a woman in camo said something, but Sarah Jane could not hear what was over the sobs, curses, that rose once the gunshots had echoed away.
The killing had stopped, the Angels were frozen in different sculptures of a somehow Christian Kali. There were three of them, each frozen somewhere between strike and kill, each almost beautiful in it's way (3 styles, collect them all!). It had not escaped Sarah Jane's notice that the other two Soldiers had not caught up. At least four Angels, she thought then, heart heavy knowing she had sent the second man to his death. However, right now, the living were dragging themselves away from the scene of the crime, and away from what protection her relentless gaze afforded them.
"No! No! There may be more! It's safer here! Back to back Soldier!" She belted, and he came over his upper eyelids now hastily taped open. She knew from experience that his slap dash attempt would sweat free pretty quick, but it would do for now. He swung her up from the floor by her arm and set her on her feet. They took positions. "Do you know how many Angels there are?" She asked him as she looked at the carnage, and the emotional aftermath of the currant survivors, and started imagining exactly what she was going to do next.
"Hey! You!" She pointed at the other person standing. "Get where I can see you!"
Her game of Red light Green light had suddenly become the puzzle of the farmer, the fox, the chicken and the rowboat. How could she look for the other Angels, protect these people and evacuate them, all the while and keeping these under her painfully relentless gaze the same time? They were so terribly grotesque, but she could not look away.
((OOC- Nobody expects Sarah Jane's Math Corner! Here it is now.
A farmer has to get a fox, a chicken, and a sack of corn across a river.
She has a rowboat, and it can only carry her and one other thing.
If the fox and the chicken are left together, the fox will eat the chicken.
If the chicken and the corn is left together, the chicken will eat the corn.
How does the woman do it? ))
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Post by Oracle on Aug 5, 2011 16:29:34 GMT -5
Oracle shouted back “Ya afraid I can’t do that miss.” she started to rub her hands together, jump starting the current and making sure to stay in the same spot so if questions where asked later she could say it was some weapon that she had or something of the like.
“You guys might want to hang onto something. If your on the Trolley that is” She took a deep breath and reached down grabbing one of the rails and pushing electric current through her arms, down through the rail. It wasn’t enough so she started pulling from other electrical systems around her causing her body to glow slightly. “Come on, come one. MOVE!” she directed more and more till she thought she heard the trolley start to move.
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Post by The Second Doctor on Aug 6, 2011 14:58:30 GMT -5
"Ah. We haven't met yet, from your perspective."
Alec looked at him funny.
"No...I'm pretty sure I just met you... Unless you have a twin brother and you changed when I wasn't looking." he said sarcastically.
For a Timelord, this guy was pretty strange.
"So we will meet, at some point in your future. When you meet me for the first time, do me a favor and remind me not to tell the Great Race who I am. Things will go a little better that way."
"Thanks for giving me such a wonderful thing to look forward to."
"Put those down, I said! Honestly! Don't you people have any manners?" the Meddler said to the soldiers.
Alec cleared his throat.
"Have you ever 'met' UNIT troopers?@
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 6, 2011 21:45:21 GMT -5
Then she understood.
"Get them on to the train!" She said in harsh whisper. "Get them on to the train!"
Orion 30 bellowed for her. Loud and strong. People started to move, but not fast enough. He shouted again and shot his big gun up in the air, nearly over her head. She flinched for just an instant, but suddenly there was an Angel frozen in tortured attack not a meter and a half off her right side. She screamed and backed up startle quick, needing to see the Trolley Platform, the girl on the tracks, and the new angel all at once. As she did so, she saw another, even as she heard a new volley of horrific screams. It was right behind her Soldier.
"About Face!" She shouted.
All hell was breaking loose, but the Trolley was on its way, filled with people, and more running to jump on.
"Go! Go! Go!" She shouted to the girl on the tracks, not understanding how she was doing what she was doing, but not wanting her to stop. It looked like it hurt.
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Post by Oracle on Aug 6, 2011 23:56:51 GMT -5
Oracle stumbled back, almost losing her footing a little when she let go of the rail when she felt the trolley start to take off on it’s own, softly “Ya that hurt...” she fell backwards, onto the gravel dazed and trying to keep her eyes open.
She started to try to move backwards farther into the tunnel before the blackness took her she had gotten the trolley moving, she didn’t care what happened to her after that. “ugh, gotta keep moving.” the gravel came up to meet her face fast.
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 7, 2011 0:57:54 GMT -5
The Trolley, and at least a double dozen escaped with it. At least escaped the heart of the Trolley line where the Angels had come to feed off it's energy. Where they had slaughtered. Sarah Jane could not look away from the carnage. She did see the young woman stumble back as if releasing a heavy load. Stumbling back towards darkness.
"No! No! This way!" She was saying, but the redhead had already collapsed half in and half out of darkness. Sarah Jane whipped out a powerful flashlight and aimed it at the prone body that lay deep on the tracks 12 meters away. She was right on the tracks. Adrenalin shot through her.
"Soldier!" she shouted full of complaint, but when she took another step to the side, she found he had gone silently throat torn out, his killer still frozen over him as he glared at it with the last of his strength. He died as she watched. He had somehow waited for her to look back. Groping blindly through the hot sticky mess that was once a man, she found his audio and pulled it loose.
Sarah Jane walked backwards a few more big steps until she was certain she had all four Angels she could account for in her vision. How she longed to press ice cubes to her raw hot eyes.
She put on the headset, and tried to push the right button on the handset, all without letting the beam of light from her torch fall off the body of the fallen girl. It was so tempting to let her eyes dart down for even an instant. It was an act of will to keep her eyes on the horror before her.
"I need back up. I need back up now at the Trolley platform!"
"Copy, which Unit?"
"I don't know, but I'm looking at 4 Angels and a woman collapsed on the tracks."
"Copy, where are you?"
"I don't know." She said, for the first time uncertain.
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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 7, 2011 22:13:35 GMT -5
"Thanks for giving me such a wonderful thing to look forward to."
"Not at all. My pleasure," the Meddler said with a smile. "Oh, and that reminds me. You asked me to give you this." He produced a roll of duct tape from his coat pocket, and handed it over.
Alec cleared his throat. "Have you ever 'met' UNIT troopers?"
"Of course I have. I helped them save the Earth from a partial space-time collapse." He turned to glower at the soldiers. "Now put your guns down. I'm vouching for him. Open a new classified file - I know how much you people love that sort of thing - that'll make you feel better."
Even as he berated them, he stopped paying attention to the soldiers. Instead, he pushed his way past them to examine the holographic display and listen to the incoming radio transmissions.
"I need back up. I need back up now at the Trolley platform!"
"Copy, which Unit?"
"I don't know, but I'm looking at 4 Angels and a woman collapsed on the tracks."
The voice of the confused unit was familiar somehow.
"Copy, where are you?"
"I don't know."
"Out of curiosity," the Meddler asked deadpan, "What sort of armament have you sent your soldiers in with? How did you plan to kill a macroscale particle/wave duality? Surely not with bullets."
And then he placed the naggingly familiar voice. "Sarah?" he asked out loud. With a glance at the communications panel, he sprinted across the control room and vanished back into the server cabinet. There was a grinding, roaring sound, and nothing seemed to change.
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 7, 2011 22:41:22 GMT -5
Tears were wetting her cheeks, the tears on the right a little pink. She'd had her eyes taped open for over two hours now. Relentless vision. And right now, what she saw was utter disaster. She sobbed when someone said her name on the other end of the line.
"Sarah?"
"It is Sarah! I'm here!" She said, as if by knowing her, they could suddenly see her. "I need back up!"
The next thing she heard over the tinny line sounded very much like a TARDIS.
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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 7, 2011 23:02:12 GMT -5
There was a roaring, grinding sound coming from everywhere and nowhere, the acoustic properties of the tunnel network scattering the sound into echos and counter-echos. Then, from somewhere to Sarah's left, a door opened in a pillar and floodlights lit the darkness.
"Sarah!" a voice yelled. "I'm looking at them right now! Turn left, and run towards my voice!"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 7, 2011 23:09:16 GMT -5
As the TARDIS came to her, she almost began to cry. No. Not now. With iron will she got her self back under control.
"Sarah!" a voice yelled that was not any Doctor she knew. She didn't care. "I'm looking at them right now! Turn left, and run toward my voice!" She did know that voice though.
"No . ..wait, I've got them! You have to get the woman on the tracks, we can't leave her there. Please go get her, I'll watch you!" She was half yelling, it feeling odd not seeing who it was. She reached out with splayed fingers beseechingly.
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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 7, 2011 23:16:57 GMT -5
"No . ..wait, I've got them! You have to get the woman on the tracks, we can't leave her there. Please go get her, I'll watch you!"
"What?" the Meddler shouted, anxiety and disbelief tinging his voice. He wavered for a second, I'm not a hero, I'm not a hero, I'm not pounding in his brain.
Then, with a deep breath, he hurled himself from the door of his TARDIS, sprinted across the concrete platform, and dropped down into the pathway containing the tracks. There she was, a small humanoid female, laying in the gravel. He scooped her up, fighting the urge to blink.
"I've got her. Am I clear?"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 7, 2011 23:21:42 GMT -5
Her relief was palpable as the stranger ran past her and into the semi darkness after the woman. She was still limp when he picked her up.
"I've got you. I promise. Come back easy, go a little to the left, don't get between me and them!"
She smiled, terribly thankful.
"I got you."
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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 7, 2011 23:28:18 GMT -5
Carefully, being certain to pay attention to lines of sight, the Meddler placed the woman on the platform and climbed up next to her.
No movement. So far, so good. He strained at his eyes, keeping them open.
Lifting the redhead into a fireman's carry, he jogged back towards the open door of his TARDIS. Fifty feet.
Forty feet.
Thirty feet.
Twenty feet.
And then his left foot caught on something. It didn't really matter what, ultimately. Just something. And he went down, the woman hurtling from his arms to bounce across the concrete as he went down, hard.
Blink.
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Post by Sarah Jane on Aug 7, 2011 23:34:06 GMT -5
He kept coming, burdened as he was.
"You're clear. It's clear. I've got all four. . . .easy to the right! Good-"
Then he was down and she screamed for him. Then she found her words.
"Hey! Hey! Are you alright! I can see them all!"
But she couldn't see behind her.
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