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Dorothy "Ace" Gale McShane ([info]timevigilante) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-08 14:15:00

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Entry tags:ace, complete, day 10, ianto jones

Who: Ace & Ianto
When: 5pm , Day Ten
Where: Sitting Room
Why: Ianto Needs Friends
Rating: TBD
Status: Complete


"I wish I was Dalek. I think it would be great."

She sat on a sofa, feet up on the coffee table, and laptop resting on her thighs. A cord connected her wrist computer to the laptop, loading all kinds of files while she sifted through codes trying to reprogram a few of the features. Anything to keep her busy, and thankfully she'd been brought here with more then enough of her things to tinker with to at least keep her amused for a little while.

"I'd roll around the corridors, and cry "Exterminate!" And I will swivel my dome head around, and everytime you walk I will watch very carefully with my eye upon a stalk."

A dalek was one of the last things she'd want to be. A cockroach was preferable to those alien toe-rags. She liked the poem though, it was pretty funny. Ace and friends she'd served with had always come up with chants, poems, songs, anything to keep them entertained. Ways to lighten the mood between fighting so they didn't focus on how many friends they lost.

"And I will terrorise the cities. All the folk will scream and shout, and I will be invincible 'til my batteries run out."

She grinned as the right program opened on her screen, and cracked her knuckles before going to work. It'd been a while since she'd programmed anything, but what better time to refresh her memory? Not like she had anything better to do, and this mapping program might come in handy. Sort of a mapquest of the future. Typically she could use it, load information into a PDA or her holodeck to find her way around any city in any time. Unfortunately, the information in it had all of Earth's cities loaded in it, and was useless here. All she had to do though was make it so everywhere she went here was stored in the device's memory, and after another trip around the resort she'd have the whole thing mapped out. Then maybe she'd try going out into the desert, once she had this to help her find the way back.

"Ther-wait! No! Damn it. I didn't want to delete those...Three hundred cities. Gone." The brunette groaned, trying to bring back the files she'd only meant to put in back-up storage, but they were completely erased. Ace yawned and ran a hand through her hair, glancing at the wrist processor/watch, and taking note of the time. She'd heard of some kind of party later, and had every intention of going. A little fun, meet some new people, hopefully see Bones again...Right now though -- "I could use some coffee." She stated, glancing around in search of one of the golem things.



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[info]timevigilante
2008-09-02 11:54 am UTC (link)
"Well, assuming he's the Jack I'm thinking of wasting a few years isn't that much of a problem for him." There were rumors. How could there not be? It wasn't every day you heard of a guy who couldn't die.

"It's a wrist processor. Saves my ass on a regular basis. I have all the locations of Torchwood, U.N.I.T, SpaceFleet, and other more rag-tag groups through time so I know who I can go to and who to avoid. Basic information on different aliens and people I've met. Maps of times and places I frequent. Stuff like that all stored on here that I can bring up on any computer. It also lets me interface with computers to take or alter information." She explained, as she pulled up a file on Chelonians.

"There is actually a small group of them living in the Amazon, but I wouldn't recommend going looking for them. They're docile enough now, but don't appreciate when humans stumble across their land." She learned that one the hard way. Granted, most of what she learned was through experience, and not always good experiences.

"As for the other two...I don't often see much of Cybermen. Daleks on the other hand are like cockroaches, I swear. By my time line there is a new Skaro in the twenty-fifth century, but it's always hard to tell what events are fixed and what isn't."

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