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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-28 00:18:00

Current location:	The Carnival
Entry tags:	!complete, day 05, jack harkness, location: carnival, the doctor (ten)

Day 5: Mid Afternoon
Who: The Doctor and Captain Jack
What: Well, a bit of bumbling, perhaps?
Where: The Carnival, in one of the abandoned game stands
When: Day 5: Mid afternoon
Rating: We'll start with PG-13 for the sake of Torchwood
Status: Active

The blaring alarm kept blaring over and over and over again. The Doctor had caught himself a couple of times and realized that the entire purpose of the silly alarm was to keep him up. Each time his head started to feel a bit heavy the alarm would sound and up would pop his head. It felt like an endless, pointless cycle. The Doctor, of course, wasn't too used to being kept awake against his will. When he needed to rest he shut the TARDIS door, retired to the Cloisters and took a very restorative nap.

Naps, it appeared, were not an option at the moment. Squaring up with the game table turned work bench, the Doctor carefully laid out his makeshift tools and his bits and pieces of this and that. He had an assignment. Well, more like a mission. Or maybe a quest? Whatever it was, it was an all consuming need to make something that could be capable of shattering the glass. In his hearts, the Doctor knew that a sonic pulse could do it - if he could manufacture one and if he could remember the frequency.

Taking up an emptied can he filled it with scraps of paper and then set them all ablaze with a lighter he'd taken from the petrol station - it would be his little smelting station - he had a bunch of wires to affix and only one battery. The Time Lord knew that he'd better make it count. "Not like there's any pressure," he muttered to himself as he carefully set to work.

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-08 11:19 pm UTC (link)

"Well, a sonic screwdriver the size of a caravan isn't much good, is it?" He didn't mean to sound as snarky as he did and immediately managed a sincerely guilty look. "Sorry, Jack. I suppose the lack of sleep is starting to catch up."

Listening to the Captain's ideas as to places to find speakers it was all that the Gallifreyan could do to shake his head. "Haven't wandered around much yet, have you? Appears we've been dropped into a town last updated in 1950."

Pinching his brow between his thumb and forefinger the Doctor again jolted awake with a siren. "Well, last night there was quite a raucous outside the Museum - something snapping trees and things. So, I'd say I haven't really rested since the day before last..." He offered a weary shrug. "Who'd have thought running around would catch up with me so quickly."

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capt_harkness
2009-05-13 11:31 pm UTC (link)

"Depends on who's using it," Jack replied, ignoring the Doctor's snark. "In some cases, size really does matter in addition to how you use it." Jack waved a hand, dismissing the apology. "I'd think something was wrong if you weren't giving me at least a little bit of cheek."

Not updated since the 1950s? It was a town, then, that he was going to do quite well in. The others had always chided him that his knowledge of pop culture didn't extend much past 1950 in many regards. Just because he didn't know the words to anything by Lady Haha meant absolutely nothing. Or was that Lady Gaga? "There still were speakers back then," Jack protested. "Larger ones, but still speakers. Remember, I actually lived through that time and space."

He tactfully left off the part about the Doctor abandoning him. "I never would have expected you to tire of running," Jack replied with a grin. "However, if that siren goes off one more time, I'm going to be far from a happy camper." He brushed his hands together, peering at the modulator. "What else do you need? And maybe you should let me do some of the work if you're that tired. Would hate to see this get fouled up because of your exhaustion."

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-15 07:42 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor rolled his eyes, not at all surprise by Jack's response to the potential size of the sonic screwdriver. "Somethings become impractical," he quipped, punctuating with a nod to Jack's understanding response.

"I know that, you think this is my first time 'round the block?" The Doctor canted his head letting his smile become infectious across his features. "I've been there quite a few times... Though, I can't say it's my favorite time to visit - much prefer some of the later milenia."

His hands were shoved deep into his empty pockets. "We just need to be certain they're strong enough to withstand the sonic rate - none of that poorly constructed Japanese bits," he wrinkled his nose mostly because of how terribly Japanese craftsmanship had started. Though, they had figured it all out in the end.

"Oh, I'm certain they'll be going off fairly constantly the later in the day it gets. The whole idea is to keep people awake after all," the Doctor punctuated his thought with a yawn. "As would I," he replied to the mere notion of junking up his effort because he couldn't keep his hands steady. "If you're up for it there are plenty of wires that need landed..."

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