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Shannon Rutherford (ballerinadreams) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-05 13:28:00

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!dropped, day 06, jack harkness, location: gas station, shannon rutherford, the doctor (ten)

Day Six - Evening
Who: Jack Harkness, the Doctor, and Shannon Rutherford
What: Chance meeting with a healthy side of Weevils
When: Day Six, evening (after sun down)
Where: Gas Station/Convenience Store
Rating: TBA but probably at least PG-13
Status: Active

Karma was a real bitch. As well as the previous day had gone for Shannon, by the end of the evening, it had turned right back around and today was not much better. As if it wasn't bad enough not only waking up naked with a complete stranger, she'd compounded it by letting herself fall into the belief that he had been someone else entirely, only to turn around and insinuate that he was a rapist and a stalker. That whole situation had been beyond embarrassing and she didn't like to think about it. Way to start off on the wrong foot. Then the whole thing with Dean had gone downhill far faster than it had gotten to the top of the hill to begin with and that made her stomach unsettle with nerves when she thought of it, so that too was pushed away.

She'd gone to the gas station yesterday to stock up on water and breakfast bars, but she'd gotten interrupted pleasantly by getting sidetracked by the travel-sized toiletries and then by meeting up with Domeki again. She'd all but completely forgotten to finish stocking her backpack. Now, it was fucking cold outside and her stomach was rumbling with hunger, not to mention the fact that she was thirsty. So, Shannon layered the tank top she'd arrived in with a long-sleeved shirt she'd found at the thrift store as well as her own sweater and lastly the hoodie pulled down over the whole of it all. The hood was pulled up over her head and the strings drawn tightly to keep the cold off her head and ears when she walked the short trek alone to the gas station, with her chin tucked down and her arms around herself as she shivered.

As soon as she was inside, she untied and pushed back the hood, shuddering against the cold as the door closed behind her. Her eyes went briefly to the trash can she and Jay had lit a fire in a few days ago. It seemed like forever since then. Shannon wasn't terribly in love with the idea of going back out in the cold very soon, so actually, she didn't think that starting a new trash can fire was such a bad idea. She could hang out here for a little bit and warm up before going back. And one of these days, when the weather wasn't so shitty, maybe she'd actually remember to steal the trash can to make a fire back at the museum...

Crossing the convenience store, Shannon picked up a bottle of lighter fluid and a few packs of the car-wash towels she'd found before, making her way back to the trash can. She ripped open the packages of the towels and dropped half of them in before squirting them with lighter fluid and picking up a lighter from the counter. Striking it, she lit one end of one of the remaining towels and when it went up, she dropped it, too, into the trash can, the bottle of lighter fluid wrapped in it, and scrambled back in time to avoid being in the line of fire when the flames shot up into the air from inside the trash can. Once the flames had calmed a little, Shannon started picking up broken pieces left over from the stool that had been and dropped them into the fire. Standing in front of the trash can, rubbing her hands up and down her arms to keep warm, Shannon suddenly realized how very, very alone she was in this horrible place, no matter what Sam Winchester said to make her stop crying two nights previous, nor what Jay told her to keep her from starting to cry earlier that same day.

"God, I hate it here..." she mumbled to herself, dipping her head slightly to catch some of the fire's heat on her face.

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-06 10:09 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor was fantastic with voices - perhaps it was due to years of having the TARDIS' hum as a constant companion that intonation and vibration became almost an intimate language unto itself? In any event, as he stepped inside and recognized Shannon huddled there in front of the barrel he grinned.

"It is quite cold, isn't it?" He asked, closing the gap between the door and her, his hands buried deep in his pockets. "Looks like someone was playing with firecrackers," he remarked, looking at the charred ceiling and the blackened displays. In fact, he even caught a brief hint of the fire extinguisher's remnants. "Who would do something foolish like that, lighting this place on fire?"

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-06 10:17 pm UTC (link)

Shannon looked up and noticed the blackened ceiling. "Yeah, I saw that. I wondered if maybe somebody tried to do this," she said, nodding down at the fire in the barrel, "and fucked it up with too much lighter fluid or something," she laughed. "But, I like your firecracker theory more. Makes more sense."

She rubbed her hands together again and leaned closer to the fire, because her nose was cold, still. "So, you were saying about the drawings in your journal...?" she prodded with a small smirk to let him know that he wasn't off the hook; she remembered and was still curious.

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-06 10:25 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor grew oddly cautious. It was always a strange moment when he let someone in. He could count on one hand the number of people who seriously knew about him since the time war - Rose, Jack, Martha, Donna. Each reacted differently, of course. It was always sort of hard to know just how a human would react to being told they weren't alone in the universe. Or, in Jack's case, that they weren't quite as unique as they'd thought.

"Well, they were sketches of the TARDIS, which is essentially my home," he started, feeling his way through as he went. "My home, my world, it was destroyed in the Time War." There, that was easy enough. Though, he hadn't yet broached the subject of species just yet.

"So, when I said I didn't have a home, truth is I don't. I travel in the TARDIS, but I can never go back there." even if it travels through time and space.

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-06 10:30 pm UTC (link)

The smirk on Shannon's face fell away when he said that his world had been destroyed in what he had said was the Time War. She was a little more likely to believe that maybe he was from Kaylee's time, then. Or at least in the future. He looked human enough to her, so she assumed he was...and Kaylee had said that humans had vacated Earth in her time. Or rather, long before her time. Maybe whatever world he'd moved to was what he was talking about. She furrowed her brow sympathetically. "I'm sorry," she said a little awkwardly, not having meant to dredge up bad memories to make conversation.

He said he traveled in the TARDIS, whatever that was, and she wondered if that was what he'd meant by promising no airplanes. "Maybe I'm being predictable here but...what's a TARDIS?"

It then struck her that he had said he was from 2008...and that didn't add up. "Wait, what? Hang on, I thought you said you were from the 21st century..." she said, furrowing her brow again a bit in confusion and hugging herself against the cold as she stepped a little closer to the fire, rubbing her hands up and down on her arms.

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