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Donna Noble ([info]illhaveasalute) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-07-09 01:41:00

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Entry tags:!log, donna noble, susan sto helit

Who: Donna Noble and Susan Sto Helit
When: Saturday, July 9th, early morning.
Where: Out and about on the streets
What: Donna is determined to find some answers.
Rating/status: PG at most, in-progress.



Donna was determined to find out what was happening. Sure, everyone else had already searched, to no luck- but there had to be something, right? There had to at least be a hint to what was going on around here. With that in mind, she planned her attack. First, she had to find a job, which would also work as a cover- she would visit the various office buildings in the city today, looking for work and anything else she could find. With so much science and wealth in this city, there had to be something. Stark Industries was a good place to start, but Wayne was closer to the Welcome Center, so that was where she was headed.

As she passed the people on the street, Donna was glad she'd been able to go shopping- her normal clothes would have been awful here. Still, the style sort of suited her, seer sucker dresses and very small heels, they showed off her figure fairly well and she wasn't unhappy about it. She kept her bright red hair in a bun, hoping against hope that it didn't make her look older. She was already at a disadvantage, being 29 and unmarried, an old maid by 1964 standards. Not that her mother didn't think it was still an old maid in 2008, but she refused to listen to the voice in the back of her head.

She shook her head, trying not to think of her mother, or Gramps. They'd be fine. The Doctor would have her back before they even knew she was gone- well, Mum at least. Gramps knew where she was. Mum would just tell her she was being stupid. She lifted her head, setting her mouth into a firm line. As she walked past a woman dressed all in black, she heard her asking for directions to a bank that could change currency. She jerked to a halt, turning around. "Excuse me. Are you new here?" she asked, grabbing the other woman's arm unconciously.



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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-11 03:23 am UTC (link)
Donna nodded. "You're a lot like the Doctor, in that way. I think half the time he plays around and acts like such a kid because otherwise he'd have to think about- well, being 904. A lot happens in 900 years, not all of it pleasant." She looked down, biting her lip. "Not most of it, I should think. And that's why you'd need friends."

"I was headed to a couple different offices to look for work. And I'm not sure which bank would change currency that foreign. Where are you staying?"

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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-11 03:39 am UTC (link)
"You probably wouldn't be surprised to know that most people don't want to be friends with a relative of Death."

Susan shrugged. "I placed a notice on one of those bulletin boards, but it seems there is no demand for mathematicians right now. I suppose I shall have to look for a position as a governess. Fortunately, most of the coins I have are gold or silver. They should exchange for the value of the metal if nothing else."

"I don't really need to sleep - another family thing, but I do try to since its the human thing to do. I've been learning the city since I got here, it will make it easier to get about. I suppose until I find a flat of my own, I will see what this Welcome Center I've read about has to offer. Or do you recommend anyplace else?"

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-11 04:50 am UTC (link)
"Not that surprising, no. But I not that fair, probably." She laughed. "Not female mathematicians, no. This is 1964 America, and all a woman is allowed to do is be a secretary or governess until she's married, at which point she becomes a housewife. They're working on it, apparently, but that's that for now." She looked at the street ahead, frowning. What was that?

"Gold and silver, yeah, that should work. And the Welcome Center isn't so bad. It's where I am right now. and the girl at the front is a bit dim, but otherwise alright. They'll only keep you for a bit though, I need to find another place." She squinted as they approached- was that a man in a mask? She'd seen some strange new arrivals, but this...

She turned her head towards Susan to point the strange man out when all of a sudden he grabbed her arm, pulling her towards an alley. "What is wrong with you! Get off me you crazy man!" she shrieked, "Susan!"

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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-11 05:08 am UTC (link)
Susan frowned as she listened to what Donna was saying. She hadn't been aware that mathematics was somehow sex-linked. She would have to look further into the situation.

She was aware of the - not a man, she could tell that right away - thing with a mask for a face approaching. Another new arrival? Then the thing grabbed Donna and began to try to drag her way. Without really considering the consequences, Susan reached out with one hand to touch Donna, and with a snap of her other hand, stopped time around the two of them. Everything came to a stop around them, including the mechanical thing.

Still holding on to Donna, Susan reached into that Place where she kept things she wanted close to hand and pulled out her Grandfather's sword. "That is an extremely rude machine," she said to Donna. "Do you know what it is or where it is from? Should I just shut it down or destroy it?"

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-11 05:31 am UTC (link)
Donna wiggled out of the man's hold. "What do you mean, machine? Stop talking and-" Donna stopped, just before yelling 'run'. Everything around them was stopped. Just...stopped. "What-how-" she looked at Susan, yelping, "where did you get that giant sword? Are you bonkers? This crazy man-"

She turned back to the thing that had grabbed her, noting it's white hair- or was it a wig? It was askew, either way. She reached out and grabbed it, gasping as she took it off and found clockwork underneath. "Shu-shut it down. Just- don't destroy it, not yet. And can you give me a hand?" Well so much for her attempt at gainful employment. She'd have to take this back to her apartment and try to figure something out. "Can you make sure it doesn't turn back on?"

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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-11 12:05 pm UTC (link)
Susan sighed, then put on the Aspect she used when she had substituted for her grandfather. Susan had looked at herself in a mirror; she knew her flesh became transparent and her bones showed through. There would be a bit of an unearthly glow about her if Donna looked closely. "STAY CLOSE ENOUGH THAT I CAN CONTINUE TO TOUCH YOU. I PUT US OUTSIDE OF TIME FOR NOW." Death's Voice could be a little intimidating, but at least people generally listened to what she had to say. People who would ignore her teacher's Voice would not ignore Death's.

She put her grandfather's sword back into its Place and gave the machine man a closer examination. At Donna's request she took a Look inside the thing, finding it a complex mechanism based on surprisingly simple principles. It was clockwork! She Reached through the thing's clothes and 'skin', took hold of the mainspring housing, and pulled it out. "IT WILL NOT FUNCTION WITHOUT ITS MAINSPRING. IT IS NOW ONLY A BROKEN TOY. GIVE YOU A HAND WITH WHAT? WHAT DO YOU WISH TO DO WITH THIS THING?" Did this make her Death of Clockwork Men?

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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-12 02:31 am UTC (link)
"Oh my god. Oh my god oh god. You- okay." Donna took a deep breath. "Alright. Staying where you can touch me. Got it." She needed to compose herself- it's not like this was the weirdest thing she'd ever seen. I mean, it's not like this skeleton creature who was only moments ago was a normal girl (with weird hair) was any stranger than say, an Ood. Who was talking- it was crazy, but Donna could swear she heard it in her head in all capital letters. Alright.

As Susan-or Death Susan, or whatever she was- inspected the machine, she thought about her options. Obviously, something was going to have to be done about this, because this machine couldn't be allowed to wander free. Then again, it had only attacked her. What she needed was help- maybe if someone else had seen these machines, or if she could track down that stupid alien. She bit her lip. "I'm going to take it back to the Welcome Center. To my room. So that I can- figure it out. WIll you help me?"

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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-12 02:59 am UTC (link)
Susan thought for a moment, then put off her Aspect, shaking her shoulders a little to settle back into her human form. She raised one eyebrow as she considered what Donna had said. "I don't see what there is to 'figure out' about this thing. It reminds me somewhat of the mechanical creatures made by the mad scientists of Uberwald. Where would one go to find a mad scientist in New York? That is where you should look."

She thought for a moment longer, then reached into the Place where she kept her umbrella. "Although calling it a broken toy gives me an idea."

Reaching out with her umbrella, Susan used a trick her grandfather had used when he filled in for the Hogfather, shrinking gifts so they would all fit in his sack. "If we shrink it down to toy size," she tapped the mechanical man on the head with her umbrella and just did that, "it should fit in your purse, and even if you do happen to reactivate it, it will hardly be of any danger to you."


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[info]illhaveasalute
2011-07-12 03:23 am UTC (link)
Donna smiled, much more comfortable with Susan now that she didn't look like skeleton. "I wanna know where it came from. Is it from your universe, do you think? That Uberwall thing?" Laughing at the idea of a mad scientist, she replied, "Maybe Tony Stark? He's mad, apparently."

She watched the trick Susan did again, trying to figure it out. It looked like she was pulling and placing things in mid-air, but how was that possible?

Donna picked up the small machine- now nothing more than a toy. "Thank you. This should keep it safe." She placed it in her purse. "Do you still need help finding that bank? I think there's one on third, which is two blocks...."she turned around, "that way?"

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[info]ms_susan
2011-07-12 03:36 am UTC (link)
"Not from my universe, no." Susan shook her head. "That transparent casing of the head. Someone from Uberwald would have used glass, or crystal. I think you should look elsewhere for the source."

She snapped her fingers again, putting the two of them back into Time. Things around them went back to their normal motions. "The bank can wait for a bit. Where there was one of those things, there might be more. If you wish, I can go with you back to the Welcome Center. I suppose I should have a permanent address of some sort if I am going to apply for a position as a governess or some such. And, no offense, but you did not seem to be really capable of dealing with that mechanical creature."

Susan gave her umbrella a jaunty twirl. She would keep it in hand for now, just in case.

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