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tramitem_log2020-09-23 10:33 am
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Who: You and all your friends
What: Catch-All log post for the plot
When: For anything involving the Invasion between 9/22 - 9/30
Where: All around NYC
Rating/Warnings: Please put appropriate warnings in the subject line of your threads where needed
Notes: If you want your character to ask for Bureau help, the Bureau will help. However, players will need to handwave that interaction because the Mods don't have time to play out all of that.
The droids are everywhere! There are strange patches of alien worlds - also full of droids! Good luck, fair Different.
What: Catch-All log post for the plot
When: For anything involving the Invasion between 9/22 - 9/30
Where: All around NYC
Rating/Warnings: Please put appropriate warnings in the subject line of your threads where needed
Notes: If you want your character to ask for Bureau help, the Bureau will help. However, players will need to handwave that interaction because the Mods don't have time to play out all of that.
The droids are everywhere! There are strange patches of alien worlds - also full of droids! Good luck, fair Different.
Re: John - Open to Any
(Wasn't he?)
Suddenly, for some reason, the title of "only human" seemed to fit poorly, like a t-shirt that had once fit you, but was ill-fitted and worn out now. It wasn't the sensation of the other man pressing against him - though that felt oddly familiar as well, and not because they'd been on a few coffee/dinner/lunch outings. Dates? Were they? There had been some flirting, perhaps, but it was hard to -
John was getting distracted. He glanced up over Jack's shoulder, and felt as though he needed something in his hand, a tool, something to help them in this situation - but all he had was salvaged junk.
"Funny, innit? Feel as though we've done it on a million worlds, in a million places - but that's mad, isn't it? Unless it's true, that we know one another On The Other Side." He laughed a bit, his dark eyes brightening with that delighted, maddened gleam. His mind went back to Rose Tyler, their one shared commonality, and the mutual pang of sadness. He didn't have but that one Memory - and he had poured over it daily since it had happened, wondering and waiting for the next one to come.
"...I don't know why this seems important," he breathed, listening to the sound of blaster fire in the streets overhead. He turned his head slightly, catching Jack's eyes in their close proximity. "...Don't think I ever mentioned this. But...in my Memory, I called myself The Doctor - does that..." His eyes flickered down to lips, then back up to the eyes, taking in the whole of his face. Yes, yes, this seemed familiar too, but in a far more quiet setting. His heart raced - and that oddly felt a bit off as well - as if it didn't quite feel enough. John's breathing came in breathless, shallow sounds. "...That sound familiar at all...oh!"
[Halt! Stay where you are!]
The robotic, tinny voices of the battle droids echoed in the subway stairwell - they'd been caught. Having never let go of Jack's hand, he pulled him close.
"Run!"
Re: John - Open to Any
Jack had been calling their outings dates in his head since he'd finally admitted to himself that he had a crush on John. Crush seemed too light to call what he was feeling, but now was not the time to think about things like that. The name "Doctor" settles on Jack and again it feels right. I wish I'd never met you Doctor...I was better off a coward," Another connection between them. "I call the man in my Memory that," he says, his voice taking on a horse note. "Just Doctor....no other name." But before Jack can say more the droids find them and John is holding his hand and telling him to run so Jack does without thinking more about how good it all feels.