Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Too much pressure man!"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

got2haveasmith ([info]got2haveasmith) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-07 16:17:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:!dropped, day 10, jack harkness, location: museum, sarah jane smith

Day 10: Early Morning
Who: Sarah Jane Smith, Jack Harkness
What: reunion!
Where: museum
When: Day 10, early morning (let's say 8?)
Rating: TBA
Status: Active



Well, the museum was certainly not the most comfortable place Sarah Jane had slept, but it felt more secure than the carnival where she'd spent her first night. She could have been here for her first night as well - the Doctor had certainly offered - but she'd wanted to explore, and lost track of time, and didn't feel she should be walking across town after dark alone. It was far more comfortable than the carnival as well. The hard floor was at least able to be swept free of dirt and rocks. Sarah found that she couldn't sleep much past daybreak here, which was in keeping with her usual routine at home. And, being Sarah Jane, she couldn't keep still for long in the morning either. She'd munched on the remaining bits of venison she'd had from the day before, then decided to wander the museum.

She hadn't gone far before she spied a familiar figure in one of the exhibit rooms. She grinned, despite their circumstances. "Captain Harkness?" she said, stepping into the room. The Doctor had said he was here, but this was the first she'd seen of him.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]capt_harkness
2009-06-17 07:22 pm UTC (link)
Jack shrugged, giving her a playful smile. "'Spooky-dos' sound a lot better than 'really fucked up shite we don't have a good name for and probably never will' doesn't it?" Hard to say if Myfanwy had been around for that long or not -- and she could have come back and forth through the Rift countless times over; the Rift had funny ways of working most times.

"Has to be intentional," Jack replied, knowing he should probably learn how to sugar-coat things, but also knew full-well that speaking that way to Sarah would be condescending only. They'd seen too much and to try and soften the blow was demeaning. "The Doctor's been trying, making a sorta sonic modulator but I don't know what luck he's been having unfortunately." Jack sighed. "I want to get us out of here and back where we all should be. Not... studied like fucking lab rats."

Jack closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath, taking a step towards Sarah Jane and cupping her face in his hands. "Sarah... what exactly did you see when you got here? Describe the whole thing to me."

(Reply to this) (Thread)


[info]got2haveasmith
2009-06-18 05:06 am UTC (link)
Sarah nodded, admitting to herself that it really did. She wasn't a fan of swear words in general, which helped her prefer the former to the latter. "It doesn't seem like something you'd say, necessarily," she said. "You didn't coin the phrase."

"He was gathering parts for the modulator when I met him here," she said, thinking back to the amusement park. "He said 60-40 chance at best, once its finished." Not the best odds, but better than nil, so Sarah Jane was quite happy with them. Besides, even at a 1 in a thousand chance, the Doctor usually came out trumps. If he thought there was any chance of the modulator working, then Sarah believed in it as well.

She opened her eyes as she felt Jack take her face in his hands, and took a deep breath. Her journalist's memory wasn't always pleasant to utilize, but Jack needed to know. "Out in the woods, between the carnival and the gas station, maybe about a hundred meters from the road, there was a body half-buried in the snow. A woman, slender, dark-skinned, clothes too dirty to tell what they'd been aside from trousers and a shirt. Hard to say what had killed her. The woman I met when I first arrived, GLaDOS, couldn't tell either. But her face...." Sarah shuddered for a moment. "There was nothing left of it, Jack. No way to tell what the woman had looked like before she died. It had been clawed or sliced completely. GLaDOS said she thought the wounds were done post mortem." She held Jack's gaze. "Have there been other incidents like this?" she asked, not entirely sure she wanted an answer. "Any other bodies like that one?"

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs