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Heather Mason ([info]tufui_egoeris) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
"Two other doctors, I think," Cheryl corrected absently. She shook her head and made a small, futile gesture with her hands. "I haven't met either of them yet, but one just goes by the Doctor and I think the other is called Martha...something. Couldn't tell you her last name." She paused a moment upon realizing that this meant that they now had three doctors, of some sort or another, in their little compound and, though it seemed a far reach, she couldn't help but wonder. "You wouldn't happen to know anyone like that, huh? No chance that you guys have anything in common..." Because that would be just too large a coincidence and there was little chance of anything that lucky happening, right?

Cheryl nodded sympathetically to Lexie's description of how she had awakened in the woods. "Yea, I think that's how most of us woke up - in the woods with one or two other people. No one's really managed to figure out how new bodies keep getting in without anyone realizing, though." Another slight connection to her personal mist town theory but the connections were still too slight, too dubious to really be mentioned just yet. Besides, the brightness of a day like this one made it a bit hard for her to put too much faith in her own thoughts.

"Yea, that sounds about right. We can't even start to guess where, or in some cases when, this is and there doesn't seem to be any information booth or anyone willing to answer questions." The frustration at these facts showed clearly in the tone of her voice and she began to pace a bit along the edge of the dais. "Sure, there might be large search parties out looking for us - but they gotta get past the glass walls first."


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