InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Or maybe its the plumbing"

Jenny Schecter (dont_f_withme) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-02 11:09:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 09, jenny schecter, location: library, the doctor (ten)

Day 9: Morningtime Meeting
Who: Jenny & The Doctor
What: Meeting in person
When: 10:30 am or thereabouts
Where: The Library
Rating: PGish (may be raised if Jenny drops an f-bomb or two)
Status: Active

Jenny had not slept well at all. Whether she was going to admit it to herself or not, she had been terrified by that clone or whoever it had been calling himself Captain Jack Harkness. In spite of Shannon's assurance that Jack would never behave that way, she wasn't taking any chances. If she saw that face ever again, she was running. And if she couldn't run, she was going to scream. It had kept her inside the library, barricaded in the special editions archive, curled up under a fire blanket on the floor clutching her journal to her chest and only periodically catching a snatch of sleep when her lids fluttered closed out of pure exhaustion.

She woke with a start as the sun's rays finally crept beneath her lashes and roused her tired brain. Scrambling to her feet, Jenny realized where she was only after she'd rubbed her eyes with the heels of her hands and looked around. Breathing in the dust and must of old books, she felt the rumble in her stomach for food. How long had it been since she'd actually eaten?

It didn't take long for her to unbarricade the door, something that registered a pang of fear in her hungry stomach. If it was so easy for her it could have been very easy for anyone else. She wouldn't think about it because her stomach was audible in the empty halls now as she wandered farther into the building in hopes of finding a stash of candy bars of an old vending machine of some sort.

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

dont_f_withme
2009-06-20 08:17 pm UTC (link)

Jenny watched his reaction to her agreement and felt a little confused. She'd never seen someone who was so intelligent, bordering on brilliant probably, who was so pleased with himself in the way the Doctor seemed to be. It was almost like a child who was proud of himself for the frog he'd caught. Pure and warranted self-enjoyment. He knew he was wonderful and enjoyed being told so though he didn't appear to have a large ego over it. Very confusing to Jenny who came from a world of self-important board members and executives who only cared that they were recognized properly for what they'd done.

She tilted her head, taking in a slow and deep breath, looking at the Doctor searchingly. Was he humoring her? Was he really interested in taking a walk and prolonging this meeting? She'd already proved herself to be somewhat neurotic and she knew it. Her mind still flittered between the present and the way things with Tim had been back before she'd been imported to Los Angeles and things had go so terribly awry.

But he wasn't Tim. Though she would not say he was pale by comparison either. There was a peacefulness with the Doctor that she could appreciate. Something that she would love to experience more of. And getting out of this dusty museum of dinosaur tomes sounded perfect.

"A stroll? Yes, I think so. Just what the Doctor ordered, right?" she said and attempted a playful smile. "I haven't felt very safe to walk outside for a while. You'd be doing me a favor, I think." A rare, genuine moment for Jenny, admitted vulnerability. She didn't think it would be abused.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

fromgallifrey
2009-06-20 09:34 pm UTC (link)

Make no mistake, the Doctor has an ego the size of a small galaxy. An ego that was beyond reproach or impingement. More importantly, it was an ego that managed to do quite well hiding out beneath a bubbly, friendly exterior. His ego was like a chameleon that could bend and hide fairly easily but was easy to spot once one knew what to look for.

"Ah, well, the clones are gone and it's bright and sunny outside. I think the fresh air would do you some good, bard." He responded, extending his hand with a wiggle of his fingers and a grin.

"Besides, I haven't even managed to have a proper breakfast yet." The Doctor reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled out a pair of apples, which he held out for her to take as his slow pace started toward the way out.

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -