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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
2009-05-22 10:00 am UTC (link)

The Doctor knew he shouldn't be surprised at Jack's reaction to his mention of grandchildren. Everyone always seemed to think that what they saw in front of them was the first 'him,' even if they didn't realize it. There had been 9 other versions of him before - the first having the grandchildren of course.

"Oh, I'm sure you know how grandchildren work, Captain," The Doctor remarked, preferring to actually leave it at that. No need to go on recounting his entire life story to Jack - they might be there for quite some time.

"Actually it's on quite a few frequencies," the Doctor winced, "So, unless those earplugs are made of quite dense polymers, I don't think it'll manage to keep the sound out." The sirens were multitonal to the Doctor, making him want to stick his fingers in his ears - fat lot of good that might do him.

He considered shifting to take a peek at Jack's work; however, he was in all honesty just feeling too lazy for such things. What he really wanted was his bunk in the TARDIS. He'd take TARDIS without bunk at this point, actually.

"We've only so many tries with it anyway. The batteries from the bumper cars only managed a residual charge." Yes, that was bleak news.

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capt_harkness
2009-05-23 09:57 am UTC (link)

Jack was well aware that there had been other incarnations, he just always assumed that the previous incarnations had been as, well, asexual as Nine and Ten had been. Disappointing, really. But grandchildren? That was something to file away -- the lives they both had lived through.

"I know quite well how grandchildren work," Jack replied. "You think I don't have a few of my own wandering about the galaxies?" He lifted an eyebrow and gave the Doctor a bit of a smirk. Jack may not have known how many, but he knew there were at least a few roaming about. There had to be. "One day I might ask you about it, though," Jack murmured under his breath. While they both may have had long life histories (Jack had a feeling he won in the 'elder' category), Jack still wanted to know about the enigmatic man.

Jack sighed, stiffening when an alarm went off again. Damn it to hell. "You know, even if it cut out one frequency--" Which was impossible, whishfull thinking and it showed on Jack's face. It wasn't exactly hopeless, but not knowing what was going on was beginning to take its toll on Jack.

There was no need to take a look at his work, Jack knew exactly what he was doing. Still, he'd let the Doctor satisfy his curiosity in that regard. Jack understood the anal retentive need to make sure everything was indeed perfect. They did only haveso many shots where this was concerned.

"Are they tied together?" Jack asked, lifting his head up from his work. "Or are you relying on one at a time? Use a couple of the wires and you could get a bit more of a charge." Jack rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "To that end, what about some of the rides? Don't expect a motor to be much good, but could be taken apart to generate a bit more power." Jack looked up at the Doctor and grinned. "If it's not going to be pocket-sized, does the eventual size really matter?'

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