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Tweak says, "You're weak"

vc_player_npc (vc_player_npc) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-16 20:18:00

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!complete, day 08, location: museum, npc, shannon rutherford

Day Eight Morning
Who: clone!Doctor, Shannon Rutherford
What: morale boost for Shannon
Where: in the museum
When: Day 8, morning
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

The fake Doctor walked through a corridor of the museum, a smile playing on his face. He wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere and he was rather enjoying the sensation of walking around. Pausing by a window he studied his reflected face - incidentally noting that the snow outside the building had started to melt - and grinned at his own reflection.
This would be... interesting.

He had memories in his head. He knew everything that the Doctor knew, and at the same time he also knew that he wasn't the real Doctor. It was a strange sensation, akin to realizing that you're in a dream while still asleep. And, just like in these situations, he felt that he could do anything.
He didn't have any plans yet, but it would be amusing to see how other people would react to him. Possibly they wouldn't realize that he wasn't the real Doctor, eventually, but the real fun would be watching them while they came to that conclusion.

So, if that was today's objective, he would have to find someone who knew the real Doctor. No point in going out of the Museum, where other people wouldn't recognize him at all. Of course what he really wanted to avoid was meeting the real Doctor, because while being probably very amusing it would also almost certainly mean the end of his little game. And from his point of view he had everything to gain by keeping up this facade.

The memories in his head were a bit fuzzy, and he couldn't get a grip on the details. He knew that some people, including him, usually slept in this building, however he couldn't remember where exactly. He was about to call out for someone when he realized that this would mean giving away his game too early, or at least making them suspicious from the beginning.
He kept walking, trying to head towards where he vaguely remembered the entrance to be. After all, he was in no hurry and he was bound to meet someone sooner or later.

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-16 02:06 pm UTC (link)

Feeling a bit too tired for the amount of sleep she felt she'd gotten, Shannon laid still, eyes open, in Sam's arms and let out a sigh. No use trying to go back to sleep now. Her body was too conditioned from the Island to stay awake once the sun was up and she could already see it filtering in through the windows. At least it wasn't as cold now as it had been when she'd fallen asleep.

She rolled to face Sam and really hated to wake him, but she'd promised. Then again, it wasn't like she was planning on heading outside in the damn snow; she just wanted to grab a SlimFast bar and a bottle of water. She'd be right back. So, once again, she extracted herself from Sam very carefully and slowly and got to her feet.

Heading out into the main room, she spied the Doctor as she moved toward her bag. She really should just move it into the room she shared with Sam, she thought, but in all honesty, she was a bit too lazy. Plus, the inhalers were in there and if she ever needed them quickly, like she had the night of the Weevils, they'd be right there in the main room. Easy to find; easy to get to.

"Morning," she yawned, looking over her shoulder briefly at him before pawing through her bag and taking out the provisions she'd been looking for. "Want one?" she asked as she sat down on the floor there, turned to face him. She held up the SlimFast bar as a reference to her question.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-16 02:42 pm UTC (link)

The fake Doctor grinned when he heard Shannon's voice. About time that he met someone. So far so good, but the fun started now. He had to resist the urge to rub his hands with glee while he turned around.
"Morning, Shannon," he replied with the Doctor's voice.

He stopped behind her and craned his head to look inside the bag she was rummaging into. It simply contained her inhalers and food, just like he expected. But... in this place... you could never be too sure. If Shannon knew, she wouldn't be quietly sitting on the floor like that.

He accepted the bar with another smile and sat down in front of her with his legs crossed. "Thank you," he said, turning the bar over in his hands. "I really can't recall the last time I hate."
Obviously he knew the Doctor's personality better than anyone else including the original, but it was too much of a hassle to make sure that his actions were just what the real one would have done in the situation. Besides, if he did that, there would be no point to him even existing.
"How are you?" he asked, the SlimFast bar still unopened in his hands.

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-16 02:56 pm UTC (link)

Shannon made a face, wrinkling her nose at him. "Didn't you eat, like...yesterday?" she asked, laughing. "I guess all the days kind of bleed into one another in any case," she added, rolling her eyes as she ripped open her own breakfast bar and took a bite.

When he asked how she was, Shannon rolled her eyes again, humming a bit of a grumble out while she chewed, holding up a finger to stave him off until she could swallow and wash the bite down with a sip of her water. "Shitty, and yourself?" she asked, smirking. "You know, I actually was kind of surprised you didn't jump in on the whole girl on girl violence thing in the journals yesterday, did you just not look through it?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. She'd have thought at least the Doctor and Jack would've weighed in on it, seeing as how they both seemed pretty anti-violence in terms of the Weevils. It'd be weird if they didn't feel the same about the Captives.

Shannon noticed then that the Doctor hadn't opened the SlimFast bar and she grinned. "I didn't poison it, Doc," she pointed out with an airy huff of laughter. "Oh! Did you want some water? Sorry, I should've asked that...still kinda out of it," she added just as a yawn overtook her voice as if to prove the point.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-16 03:30 pm UTC (link)

The fake Doctor shrugged nonchalantly. "Who cares about what happened yesterday," he said. "Here and now is what's important."

He watched Shannon curiously while she ate. "I'm fine," he replied. Actually he felt better than ever. The question about girl on girl violence caught him by surprise.
"I might have skipped that accidentally," he conceded. "What happened?"
He didn't remember the Doctor reading the journal, but then again that was a detail, easily lost in the sea of the other memories. And considering the kind of life led by the Doctor, it wasn't so surprising that he couldn't be able to remember something like that.

The Doctor grinned back at Shannon. "Don't worry," he said, opening the bar and taking a mouthful. "I'll get something to drink later," he added, talking while he munched it down.
He leaned forward, seized by a sudden idea. "So, got any plans for today?" he asked with a hopeful tone in his voice. "The snow is melting."

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-16 03:45 pm UTC (link)

Who cared what happened yesterday? Granted, the latter part of the Doctor's statement sounded about right coming from him, the former was a bit off. Maybe he, too, was a little out of it for lack of sleep. That made sense; it wasn't like the floors were terribly comfortable, after all.

"Oh, God..." Shannon muttered, "that Tink chick like flipped out on Jenny and was telling her she should've killed herself and the only reason everybody tried to stop her was because she'd leave a mess if she did. And then she went on to be all 'wait until I slit your throat' or something. Fucking crazy bitch," she replied, furrowing her brow before taking another bite of her SlimFast bar. She hovered a hand over her mouth as she chewed and added, "like we don't have enough problems here."

Although Shannon wasn't used to the Doctor invading her personal space, she certainly didn't mind and his grin was contagious. So much so that once she'd swallowed her food, Shannon laughed. "Not really... Is it? That's awesome. I hadn't made any plans, no, I was just gonna sit in today, really, why? You have plans for today?" she asked in return.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-16 04:10 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, that," the Doctor replied, waving his free hand. "You're right, that Tinkerbell must be crazy. She looked a bit childish but perfectly normal, at least judging from her earlier entries."
He looked at Shannon. It was strange how she looked so involved, it wasn't as if it had happened to her.
"Don't worry, I don't think she's dangerous. Tink, I mean," he added. "She might be a bloody nuisance, but that's all." He screwed his mind, trying to recall other posts made in the journal. "Didn't she flip out just after arriving as well? Got angry at someone and left the Gym..."
He shrugged, unable to recall any other detail.

The fake Doctor was still carefully watching Shannon's moves, trying to figure out if she'd realized that something was off. So far, however, it looked as if she had no clue. Granted, this might be because she was still sleepy after waking up, but he'd like to think that his acting skills weren't as bad as he thought.
He and finished his SlimFast bar in a couple of bites. "Now I'd really need some water," he muttered, swallowing. The real Doctor might be used to eating, but he had to constantly remind himself to keep chewing. It was bothersome to have a body that hadn't been used previously.

He grinned back when Shannon admitted that she didn't have any plans. "I thought I'd have a walk around. In the forest, possibly," he added. Now this was dangerous grounds. He didn't know if he would be able to convince her, but he would try for sure. He tried to keep his face straight as he told the story he'd been making up.
"Tonight I realized that with the sudden drop in temperature the wall around this place could have frozen," he lied in what hoped was the Doctor's most convincing tone. "If that's the case I want to go and have a look, it might be the good moment to break down the wall."

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-16 05:14 pm UTC (link)

For a moment, Shannon just stared back at the Doctor, pausing mid-chew with her brow furrowed. Her eyebrows raised, then, as she swallowed. "Yeah, Martha left the gym," she reminded him. "You okay this morning, Doctor?" she asked, concern creeping into her voice as she knit her brow again. "Actually, speaking of Martha, I never heard from her in the last role call...you think she's okay?"

The Doctor practically inhaled the SlimFast bar and Shannon blinked. "Jesus, hungry much?" she laughed, reaching behind herself and taking out a bottle of water, handing it to him. "Are you sure walking around the forest is a great idea? I mean with the Weevils? Jack didn't finish that concoction thing he'd been talking about yet, did he?" she asked.

And then he spoke again to tell her his plans for the day and Shannon went stiff in her spot sitting on the floor, her eyes shifting toward the hallway from whence she'd come; where Sam was. Where fucking Sam was still sleeping because she was stupid and hadn't woken him, again. Something was wrong. The Doctor knew that they couldn't break the glass because it was too thick and he had been working on a project for the purpose of breaking the glass with something other than force, anyway... She looked back at him and tried to maintain her composure. Where were Jack and Ianto? Where the hell were Watanuki and Domeki?

The Doctor - or rather this other person who was either the Doctor with his memory fucked up like Dean's had been or was entirely someone else who just looked like the Doctor - was sitting between herself and both the front door and the hallway. "Do me a favor?" she asked, her voice calm and concerned again. "Show me your arm?" If he was the Doctor and he was still acting so weird, there would probably be a tattoo just like Dean's. Expired. What a sick fucking thing to tattoo onto someone's flesh...

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-16 05:38 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor just blinked twice, then pressed the palm of his hand over his eyes. "Now that you mention it, I haven't slept much. Actually I haven't slept at all last night," he added, which was the truth.
"I haven't heard from Martha either," he added, searching through his many memories. "I was hoping to run across her today while I'm out. It's a bit worrisome that we haven't seen her around, isn't it?"

He took the bottle of water from Shannon, grateful for the chance to think about his reply. He drank slowly, to give himself more time. "Eventually we'll have to get through the forest if we want to go back home," he pointed out reasonably. "And what better time than now? The snow might mean they won't wander around as much as usual. I'm sure I wouldn't run around with this cold if I didn't have a good reason to do so," he added with a smirk.

From her reaction he realized that this had been a faux pas, but it was too late to take back his words. He'd just have to play along now.
He raised his eyebrows as if considering her question strange, but put down the bottle of water and rolled up his sleeve past the elbow. "There," he said, looking at her face and trying to understand what she was thinking. She wouldn't expose him as easily as that: his arm was identical to the Doctor's, down to any tattoo or lack of. "Is there any problem?"

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-16 07:57 pm UTC (link)

Looking back at him sympathetically, Shannon sighed. "Not at all? God, you must be beat..." she said softly. "Yeah, this happened before, but she came back. What is it with these girls? Martha and River, just running around by themselves like there's nothing dangerous here..."

With a facial shrug, Shannon took another drink of her water. That was a good point, actually. Eventually, no matter how the Doctor broke the glass, they'd have to go out to the woods to leave. "Didn't stop 'em the other night," she grumped, though, in reference to the Weevils.

"No, I mean..." Shannon paused and touched his bicep. "They tattooed Dean there," she explained. "Maybe that's why you're so out of it," she added gently.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-17 01:03 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor shrugged briefly. "I'll be fine, I'm just... a bit tired, that's all. I'm sorry, you must think I was rambling."
He was rather pleased with this excuse. Hopefully Shannon would think that the differences in mannerisms were due to him being tired instead than a whole new person.
He understood that he should have been more careful, weigh his words more, but it was so... complicated! Why did he have to be another person anyway?

He almost gave a sigh of relief when Shannon didn't inquire any further about his sudden desire to walk into the forest. He would have liked to be able to talk her into following him into the forest, but then again even she wasn't as stupid as that.
"It was just an idea," he said. "Maybe you're right, I'd better do something more useful. Like trying to find Martha and River."

The fake Doctor looked curiously at the woman in front of him. "A tattoo?" he repeated. "Shannon, I'm just tired."
He remembered her posts in the journal, a bit vaguely to be honest, but he remembered the gist of them. Maybe he knew what to say to convince her to drop the subject.
"This place is getting to me," he said, lowering his voice as if not wanting to be overheard. "I tried not to show it, but I'm starting to get scared as well. Who wouldn't? We've been here for over a week and we still don't know more than what we did on the first day. Just... please, Shannon, don't tell anyone I said this. I don't want everyone to panic."

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

Nodding, Shannon gave the Doctor another sympathetic smile. "A little, yeah. I do that when I'm tired, too. Ramble, that is," she replied. It was hard to string together coherent sentences sometimes under exhaustion and stress, Shannon knew. She thought maybe she might know it better than most people, actually, when she really considered it.

"It's not a bad one, Doctor, it's just...you know, yeah. There's people missing." It was disconcerting to see the Doctor so far off his game and Shannon didn't even really know him that well. It was basically just what he showed her that she knew. From the first time she'd met him, though, and he'd wanted to explore - or, as he'd said, go on an adventure - she'd been able to tell that he was a motivated individual. Intelligent and motivated; pushing antsy. Not this morning and she felt uncomfortable with that even as she felt sympathetic.

Of course there wouldn't be a tattoo, Shannon realized a little too late. That was stupid. Dean hadn't even known who he was, much less who anyone else around him, including his own little brother. If the Doctor knew who she was, and didn't seem to be terribly disoriented, then that wasn't what was wrong. Maybe he really was just exhausted. Shannon nodded. It surprised her when he confided in her and when he asked her not to tell because he didn't want people to panic, she had a fleeting thought, wondering to herself why the hell he thought she wouldn't panic. Instead of speaking, she nodded tersely. "Maybe instead of going out, you should get some rest," she suggested. She didn't think she needed to say why.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-18 04:36 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor put one hand over his mouth, apparently to stifle a yawn. In truth, it was all he could do to prevent himself from laughing out loud. He couldn't believe Shannon had been so stupid as to believe everything he was telling her. Obviously he knew that his so-called new plan was just nonsense - he did have all of the memories and knowledge of the real Doctor inside him - but there was no point in giving them useful ideas. It was so much more fun to sit back and watch them run around in circles like headless chickens.

Shannon had been so easy to manipulate. It was interesting to watch her try to fight back the panic. He could almost read her thoughts while he mentioned the missing girls, the forest, the glass wall.
Fear was such an interesting human emotion.
"I know what you mean," the false Doctor said quietly. "That's why I didn't want to go out on my own. But I still think that I should go out and look for Martha and River, before..."
He staged a small pause here, for dramatic effect. Maybe it was overdoing it, but he wasn't going to waste such a great chance to toy with people.

He nodded when Shannon suggested he should rest. Obviously he had no intention of doing so, the risk of the real Doctor arriving to spoil his private party was much too high. But it seemed like the best way to get away from Shannon at the moment.
"Tell you what, I'll go and have a nap and afterwards I'm going to see if I can form a search group. I'll understand if you prefer to stay here. It'll be safer," he went on. Shannon was getting on his nerves. Watching while she tried not to panic had been fun for a while, but it didn't look as if she was about to go into hysterics any time soon and he'd probably never be able to bring her into the forest. Now it was time to move on to someone else. Someone more interesting.

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ballerinadreams
2009-05-18 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Shannon gave the Doctor another sympathetic smile when he held his hand over his mouth to yawn. She knew the feeling; she hadn't slept at all, really, that first night when she'd been all alone and she was fairly certain that the only reason she was getting any decent amount of sleep lately was because she had Sam to keep her warm every night. The Doctor, however, had no one. Poor guy was probably totally beat.

The Doctor's voice trailed off and the pause there was something in the tone of his voice that made Shannon's heart sink in response. He almost sounded like he might be considering giving up hope that his friend was all right. The Doctor had been the most enthusiastic and confident about his ability to get them out of the Glass Cage and now he sounded almost like he was resigned. That was a hell of a blow for Shannon's hope.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out in a succinct sigh, Shannon nodded. "I'll leave you to it, then," she said, climbing to her feet again. "I'm going back to sleep, myself, I think," she added, stifling a yawn with the back of her hand. "And yeah no offense, but I think I'm gonna stay put today..." she said uneasily. "Get some sleep," she reiterated as she backed toward the hall, not wanting to turn her back on him just yet in case he had something else to say. After a moment, though, she yawned again and gave the Doctor a small, weak wave with one hand before heading back to the room she shared with Sam and closing the door behind her.

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-19 10:23 am UTC (link)

The false Doctor simply nodded and got on his feet together with Shannon. "Thanks for the breakfast. Have a nice sleep," he said with a grin. Then he watched the woman disappear into her room, the grin still etched on his face. A nice sleep, indeed. After their exchange she had seemed quite rattled, and the Doctor was ready to bet that she wouldn't be able to as much as close her eyes.

"We have to find Martha and River, before..." he whispered to himself. That had been a good one, though Shannon shouldn't have been so much troubled. One of those women was safe, so far, and as for the other nothing worse would happen.

The museum seemed empty right now, everyone was either asleep or outside. He didn't see any point in going to sleep like he'd told Shannon so he stepped out, choosing one street at random. Too bad he wouldn't get to bring Shannon to find Martha, but maybe he could find someone else.
After a few slow steps, he made up his mind and decided to walk more quickly. Suddenly he had the definite feeling that he didn't have much time for himself.

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