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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Aug 31, 2011 13:11:32 GMT -5
Sisi followed after Sarah Jane sooner or later, walking from the infirmary with a mild annoyed look on her face. Regardless, she chucked the paper towel she had been drying her hands with after washing into a bin and entered the console room where the rest of of the commotion seemed to be now. She sighed and shook her head as Sarah Jane covered her eyes again with a red scarf this time. Open wounds needed sterile gauze or air drying, but she wasn't going to comment any more. She knew it would fall onto deaf ears. She walked over to the Meddler to stand behind him. He was better with dealing with other Time Lords then she was.
"If she goes blind from an eye infection it's not on me, bloody woman still doesn't trust us even though I healed both that Doctor and him there. An attitude like that will be the death of her one day." She murmured in the language of the Tuatha Dé, happy the TARDIS wouldn't be able to translate it. The language of the Sidhe was something very well kept secret.
She sighed and folded her arms, looking over at the other two. Wondering if they were leaving now.
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Post by The First Doctor on Aug 31, 2011 21:40:48 GMT -5
Alec bit his lip hard enough to draw a little blood. "Okay," he said, "Here's my assessment. If we let the bombs hit, then they just get stronger. We move the bombs, somewhere else gets blown to pieces. So only one logical step is left." he proposed quietly.
The Meddler nodded his head, listening.
"I will gravitise the atomics and take them to space where they can't hurt anyone. Meanwhile, you materialize around each angel, leaving it under the never ending watch of your Tardis. You'll have a set." he noted the enjoyment he had derived from just one.
"I'm willing to risk being caught in the explosion." he admitted softly.
"What, from atomics?" the Meddler said with a laugh. And then he watched Sarah settle herself blindly in Alec's TARDIS. A look of comprehension dawned on his face, and he stepped close to the other Time Lord.
"I get it," he whispered conspiratorially. "I get it." He nudged Alec with his elbow, and gave him a sly wink. "Of course, yes," he said, loudly and dramatically, "That's extremely brave of you, risking your life to save Sarah's homeworld! You're a fine, noble man, the finest I've known!" Another nudge with the elbow, as his voice returned to the conspiratorial whisper. "Good luck, buddy. I'll feed you the dematerialization sequence you'll need, as soon as I get back to the console."
He started to turn, then turned back for a final whisper. "I've met her before. Real firecracker. Sharp, smart, and enthusiastic. I think she'll be good for you."
With that, he sprang from the TARDIS. "If she goes blind from an eye infection it's not on me, bloody woman still doesn't trust us even though I healed both that Doctor and him there. An attitude like that will be the death of her one day," he heard Sisi grumble.
"I don't get it either," he agreed. "I offer a perfectly reasonable, perfectly safe procedure to repair her eyes, and you'd think I'd proposed putting the leeches on her."
Then he grabbed Sisi by the arm, and steered her away from Alec's TARDIS and towards the console. "I just don't think she can stand the thought of being separated from him," he said out of the corner of his mouth. "Romantic, isn't it?"
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Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 1, 2011 20:43:55 GMT -5
"What, from atomics?"
Alec tilted his head.
"Why yes, actually, I-"
"I get it," the Meddler whispered, with a nudge and a wink that made Alec raise an eyebrow, "I get it."
"You do?"
"Of course, yes," he said, loudly and ostentatiously, "That's extremely brave of you, risking your life to save Sarah's
homeworld! You're a fine, noble man, the finest I've known!"
"I guess, but that's not really-"
"Good luck, buddy. I'll feed you the dematerialization sequence you'll need, as soon as I get back to the console."
Alec nodded, "Okay, sounds good Meds."
He started to turn, then turned back for a final whisper. "I've met her before. Real firecracker. Sharp, smart, and enthusiastic. I think she'll be good for you."
"What? No! That's not all what I meant!" he called.
But the fellow Timelord was already out, talking to Sisilaya. Alec curled his bottom lip to blow hair out of his eyes.
"Whatever." he mumbled.
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Sept 3, 2011 12:37:25 GMT -5
She chuckled softly as Robin raved on about the intended romance, seeing how Alec got more and more awkward by every thing he said. She tried to hide her grin as Alec stumbled to find his words to tell the Meddler was wrong. Too bad for him it wouldn't help a bit.
She failed at hiding her grin though as Robin took her arm and steered her away from the other Time Lord's TARDIS, mentioning on how he believed Sarah couldn't stand being separated from the other Time Lord, how it was so romantic
"Oh yes, very romantic indeed. Do you by any chance have a plant I can vomit it, or a toilet where I can give them my lucky prayers to the porcelain Gods?" She said quietly with a smile across her face before she burst into a laugh.
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Post by Sarah Jane on Sept 3, 2011 12:47:03 GMT -5
((I'm not sure where Alec is, but SJ has taken the chair she was first placed in when she exited Alec's TARDIS and entered the Meddlers. Therefore, SJ is on the Meddler's TARDIS now. She stopped heading for Alec's when Meddler explained the dangers of Alex trying to leave.))
She almost spoke out as they teased her and Alec like children on a playground, but decided she was outnumbered, at least until the Doctor started making some sense. For the moment, somehow this trio seemed as interested as she in preserving the Earth so she did not wish to distract them.
All in all, she felt out of the frying pan and into the fire.
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Sept 3, 2011 16:29:19 GMT -5
"No. No." came a voice from behind them all. "Someone...Is going to tell me what is going on right now. From what I can surmise, Earth is in danger. And I will never, NEVER rest while the Earth is in danger."
There stood the Doctor, clothes ripped and torn, an impromptu fez from Rassilon-knows-where on his head. He had a half-demented look in his eye. He looked at each one of them, his green eyes finally latching onto Sarah Jane."You. You are the one person in this room I trust. Now tell me what is going on."
He glanced at Alec. "And you. Don't ever, ever try to leave me behind again."
"And last but not least. I. Want. A. Fez."
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Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 3, 2011 16:38:42 GMT -5
"And you. Don't ever, ever try to leave me behind again."
Alec glared at the other Timelord.
"If you ever tell me what to do again I will suck the calcium out of your body, carve your intestines out, grind what's left of you to tiny pieces and use your organs as ornaments for Christmas."
"And last but not least. I. Want. A. Fez."
Alec rolled his eyes.
"You have one. For a genius, you're monsterously thick." he jibed.
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Post by The First Doctor on Sept 3, 2011 16:50:24 GMT -5
The Meddler laughed.
"Right!" he responded. "In order: there is a choir of Weeping Angels loose on this planet - say hello to Boboel, by the way -" he pointed at the Angel by the coatrack, "and your favorite little gallifreyoid primates are about to give themselves a home-brewed existential event by dropping high yield atomic weapons on them without checking to see if the yield is high enough."
He ticked off a finger. "Alec is about to," here he cast a knowing look and a wink at Alec, "put his life on the line to stop the bombs, proving what a great and noble man he is by saving the entire Earth." Yes, he had stressed that a lot, and tried to project his words for Sarah's benefit.
He ticked off a second finger. "While he does that - oh, and I need to do this -" he flipped a few switches, feeding the dematerialization sequence to Alec's TARDIS, "I'll be using my TARDIS to play wack-a-mole with the Angels in the area." A broad grin. "Gotta catch 'em all, right?"
He ticked off a third finger. "Sarah here is refusing reasonable medical attention, leaving Sisi to fret about possible eye infections and blindness. Do try and talk her into letting the infirmary repair the damage. Or, at minimum, into keeping her eyes uncovered for a while."
He ticked off a fourth finger. "Alec is running contrary to my timeline at bare minimum. I'm not absolutely certain he has left you anywhere. Not yet, anyway."
He went to tick off a fifth finger, looked irritably at his hand when it failed to supply one, and ticked off his thumb instead. "And I'm not certain I have a fez on board, but you're welcome to check the wardrobe. I did spend some time in Ottoman Egypt." A pause. "Oh, and get some fresh clothes, too."
He checked the data transfer rate, then looked up. "And what do you mean she's the only person in this room you can trust?" He sounded vaguely hurt. "I didn't turn local spacetime inside out back at the ARC. I helped you out at Demon's Run, and put the fear of... well, of Gallifrey into Pope Theresa." He thought for a second. "I brought your brother back safely from our Initiation, when you and he and Kyra were trying to figure out what was wrong with her."
He stabbed a finger at the Doctor. "Oh, yeah. I also haven't tried to kill you for centuries! Not since I tried to sell you to the Daleks in Twelfth Dynasty Egypt! I think I've earned a little trust!"
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Post by Sarah Jane on Sept 3, 2011 17:45:31 GMT -5
"It's 2011. The Eternally Trapped Angels of London didn't stay that way. They were freed, clambered into London proper and down into the tunnels of the electric trolley system, attracted to the switching station I assume, and bent on absorbing the energy there. Things went sour on the Trolley platform, and both the Meddler and the Dark Lord came to, believe it or not, rescue me I think. UNIT ARC has apparently decided to drop atomic bombs on the Weeping Angels, and therefore supplying our foe with almost endless amounts of energy so they could probably just wipe out the human race.
"In this frozen moment in the Vortex, Doctor, I don't know if the bombs are dropped or waiting in a fog of probability. I hope the bombs and the Angels are caught in a fog of probability while you all figure out how to get us out of this mess.
"The Dark Lord is running his TARDIS off of chronal energy siphoned off of a temporal rift, or from a supernova, or something like that, and Apparently the Angles like that because they drained his TARDIS nearly dead. So the Meddler here got all cowboy and materialized his TARDIS around the Dark Lords. Right before he did, you came in like a screaming meteor, and you've been out of your head. The Meddler's niece Sisilaya here is a healer of some kind, and I think she might be human. I think she did something to your head, but I think it made you better, she healed The Dark Lord when an Angel tore him up. The little Ginger is Oracle I think, and she can do some amazing things with electricity, though it practically knocked her out cold.
"The Meddler was going to work on the trouble with the atomic bombs, and I was going to get Alec to drop me off so I could get back to the trouble of the Weeping Angels.
The trouble is, we're a nested spacetime configuration right now. If Alec sets the coordinates wrong when he tries to dematerialize, he could trap us all in a recursive n-dimensional p-brane. Also if the Dark Lord's TARDIS isn't fully charged, it could give him serious problems with the dematerialization sequence, which gets us back to problem one. How the hell are we going to save the human race from Angels, especially if they have been feeding on atomic blasts? Not to mention the million or so people who would die instantly if those bombs go off. And the Titian's "Bacchus and Ariadne" in the National Gallery of London"
She let out a big breath and sat back in her chair, smoothing her red silk eye cover higher up where it would stay, having been jostled down from all her orating. It was also a sigh of relief. The Doctor was upright and demanding, much better than having him just laying about.
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Sept 4, 2011 16:52:36 GMT -5
She watched as both Robin and Sarah Jane told in detail of what happened, she was tempted to tell Sarah Jane she wasn't exactly human but she decided to keep her mouth shut, the woman didn't trust her and probably would even less if she told her she actually was a Sidhe.
She suddenly paled a bit as her hand slid onto her lower stomach right where her womb was. She clenched her jaw at the sudden flare of pain. She turned towards Robin and whispered to him.
"I don't feel well, too much healing I think. I'll be down in the infirmary if you need me.. going to catch up on some sleep before I pass out." She said with a lopsided smile, no need for him to know what was really going on.
She walked out of the console room with a quick stride.
[[wrote myself out of this thread now, Mods know why]]
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Sept 10, 2011 16:11:48 GMT -5
The Doctor nodded. he looked at the Weeping Angel. "You used the TARDIS to Quantum-lock it. Clever." The Doctor staggered over to the control panel of the TARDIS. "Parked your TARDIS inside a TARDIS, didn't you? I did that once, nearly ripped a hole in reality.." The Doctor flipped a few switches and then stopped. "Alec, come over here and help me with this. Your TARDIS is a different type than mine."
Even as he spoke, the Doctor pulled A Jammie Dodger out of his pocket and began munching on it.
"Marvel of humanity, these things. So, first things first. We go to UNIT, stop them from using atomic bombs to 'destroy' the Angels, then come up with a foolproof way to destroy the Angels, or at least trap them. And come out in one piece. GERONIMO!!"
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Post by The First Doctor on Sept 10, 2011 21:15:27 GMT -5
The Meddler started to follow Sisi, wanting to make sure she was all right. But he knew he was needed here. "Take care of her," he said, patting the console.
The Doctor nodded. he looked at the Weeping Angel. "You used the TARDIS to Quantum-lock it. Clever." The Doctor staggered over to the control panel of the TARDIS. "Parked your TARDIS inside a TARDIS, didn't you? I did that once, nearly ripped a hole in reality.." The Doctor flipped a few switches and then stopped. "Alec, come over here and help me with this. Your TARDIS is a different type than mine."
"Yeah," the Meddler said mildly, "That's a risk. I spent a few decades about five hundred years ago writing a monograph on how to do it safely. For 'not blowing holes in spacetime' values of 'safe'. But Alec should have the dematerialization sequence he'll need, now."
"So, first things first. We go to UNIT, stop them from using atomic bombs to 'destroy' the Angels, then come up with a foolproof way to destroy the Angels, or at least trap them. And come out in one piece. GERONIMO!!"
"I'm still in favor of the 'whack-a-mole strategy' for the Angels," the Meddler offered. "I'm pretty sure I can grab all of them at one go. Then I'll just put them in one of the gardens." His smile was predatory. "The ones I'm not vivisecting, anyway."
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Post by Sarah Jane on Sept 10, 2011 23:37:16 GMT -5
"Doctor, you're the only one here I trust." She piped up shamelessly from her chair. "Don't leave me with them."
She didn't need to be told to keep her eyes shut, she couldn't open them anymore.
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Post by Alec Harrison on Sept 10, 2011 23:55:23 GMT -5
"You used the TARDIS to Quantum-lock it. Clever."
"Wow, you're slow, aren't you?" Alec asked sincerely.
"Parked your TARDIS inside a TARDIS, didn't you? I did that once, nearly ripped a hole in reality.."
"Not everyone's as horribly unskilled at piloting a Tardis as you, y'know." he muttered.
"Alec, come over here and help me with this. Your TARDIS is a different type than mine."
"Yes of course, your worshipfulness." Alec took a dramatic bow.
"Yeah," the Meddler said, "That's a risk. I spent a few decades about five hundred years ago writing a monograph on how to do it safely. For 'not blowing holes in spacetime' values of 'safe'. But Alec should have the dematerialization sequence he'll
need, now."
"Thank you for giving me something to work with. Doctor, if you haven't noticed, we have a plan of our own."
"I'm still in favor of the 'whack-a-mole strategy' for the Angels," the Meddler offered. "I'm pretty sure I can grab all of them at one go. Then I'll just put them in one of the gardens." His smile was predatory. "The ones I'm not vivisecting, anyway."
"Meddler, I'll have to take one off your hands. Have a menagerie to keep up," he grinned, not actually having a menagerie.
"Doctor, you're the only one I trust." Sarah said from her chair. "Don't leave me with them."
Susan, don't go with him! Stay with me, he's not ready for you, I am!
Alec could almost here the words echoing from the first time he'd met Sarah. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. All the warmth from Sarah's forgiveness abandoned him in lonely monotony.
"Stings, Smith." he said, ushering the Doctor out of his Tardis.
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Post by Sarah Jane on Sept 11, 2011 0:09:14 GMT -5
"Yeah, so do my eyes, Alec, but I'll keep them in my head none the less."
Everyone was shifting around like a game of musical chairs. and she was not going to stay in hers. She didn't want to end up on the wrong TARDIS at the moment of truth. The Doctor still sounded a bit erratic. Hearing Alec exciting his TARDIS into the Medders, the Doctor in tow she assumed, she stood where she was and reached blindly for him.
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