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Marcus (marcus_cole) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-10 07:03:00

Entry tags:

complete, day 2, ichinomiya jun, marcus cole, the doctor, tsukasa doumyouji

WHO: Marcus and open to anyone without a thread for Day 2
WHAT: Meeting some fellow ~~inmates~~ inhabitants over breakfast
WHEN: Day 2, morning
WHERE: Restaurant
STATUS: Complete
RATING: PG for now

Marcus awoke in an unfamiliar room. Unlike the day before, the walls were no longer plain white, but were shining grey marble. Elaborate steel fixtures held many candles to light the space, and ornate draperies hung artistically. His bed was firm, but much wider than he'd remembered, and he now slept under a luxurious comforter. Since joining the Rangers, he'd had to sleep in some very spare arrangements. His cell had been small and bare, and on missions he'd even had to sleep on the ground sometimes. He had never slept in luxury like this, and he could have sworn he no longer felt the desire to. Nevertheless, from what Tonks had told him the day before, this was still his own room, now shaped to his subconscious whims. Where the hell had it got this concept?

Sitting up, he swung his legs over onto the floor and was delighted to find that everything he wanted immediately was in easy reach. Marcus slipped into a pair of shoes, and tossed a black tunic over his body. He made his way to the formerly simple bathroom for his usual purposes. Not nearly as astonished as before, he found that the sink was now far larger than could possibly be practical, and the tiny shower had been replaced by an elaborate jacuzzi/waterfall combination. He had to admit, he liked the ferns, but couldn't imagine taking a bath in the mini-pool.

After he emerged from the bathroom, Marcus got himself fully dressed and headed down to the restaurant for breakfast. He'd felt no ill effects from the food he'd eaten yesterday, and was determined to be more adventurous this time. What could he order that they couldn't possibly have? Making his way across the courtyard, Marcus could see that he wasn't the only person with an interest in breakfast. He wondered about his fellow prisoners, and decided to meet more of them. Finding a table with a couple of other people already seated at it, he took a seat.

"Good morning, everyone. Enjoying our breakfasts? My name's Marcus. I only arrived yesterday. How about you?"

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notginger
2008-06-12 02:35 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor gave Jun a cheesy grin and a little wave as he approached the table, but was quickly distracted by the banter between Marcus and Doumyouji. The latter didn't come across as the most sociable of creatures, but then again the whole situation was enough to make anyone rather bitter. As far as the Doctor could see, making some acquaintances wouldn't be altogether useless. It always helped to get a variety of angles and opinions on difficult situations; it saved you from missing the bigger picture while fixated on your own problems.

The Doctor was more used to taking the lead in these sorts of discussions, but found himself pleasantly surprised that the conversation had been brought to him with absolutely no effort on his part. He already felt that he might appreciate Marcus' company. He was an inquisitive fellow, and that was an excellent asset.

The Doctor raised an eyebrow, leaning forward a little in his seat as Marcus started to speak again and Doumyouji followed his rather bizarre assumption. "What? I don't work here!" he exclaimed, oblivious to the reasoning behind such a suggestion. "I just got here yesterday. Bit of a navigation problem. Well, I say navigation, more like my ship was hijacked. By a planet, if you're buying all that," he shrugged. Sentient planets were not normal. They weren't exactly peculiar given a normal day in the life of the Doctor, but they weren't logical either. There had to be something more to it than that.

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