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The Doctor (fromgallifrey) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-05 21:49:00

Current location:	The Carnival
Entry tags:	!complete, andy gallagher, cheryl mason, day 03, george lass, jay, lexie grey, location: carnival, luna lovegood, open, river tam, sam winchester, shannon rutherford, shizuka domeki, silent bob, the doctor (ten)

Day 2: Mid-Day

Who: The Doctor and OPEN TO ALL
What: A meeting at the Carnival
Where: The Ferris Wheel
When: Let's say Mid-Day, shall we?
Rating: Possibly as high as PG-13 I'd guess, for language
OOC: To keep this organized if you want to start your own 'sub group' at the meeting, please start a thread beneath the main one. Characters are open to jump into any sub-thread as this is a public place; however, please be polite and do not be in multiple active sub-threads at once! If you want to leave your subthread for another please post your character exiting the one thread so people don't wait for you to post in it.)

The Doctor had slept uneasily. It had been a long, long time since the Tme Lord had been unable to get a restful night's sleep. He think of a handful of times that he'd been unable to get comfortable or shut his mind off or just relax - but it was never quite as pronounced as this. The Doctor, waking from his slumber in the back of a bumper car. The night hadn't been too cold, and there was just something strangely amusing about falling asleep in the confines of a useless vehicle.

What wasn't so amusing was the way the Doctor had been awaken with a jolt as the car started moving. "What?!" Came a near yelp as the Doctor struggled to sit up in the car. Looking left and right the gallifreyan threw himself out of the car and onto the slippery mat. "What?!" He said again, ducking out of the path of an oncoming vehicle. This was beyond strange. There hadn't been any electricity before now. The Doctor wondered if the sudden source could be used to charge generators and batteries. Heading out with a dash he looked around - the carnival seemed suddenly quiet once more.

He found himself at the foot of the Ferris Wheel, which was stagnant and looming. He didn't like the feel of it suddenly. He hadn't been terribly at unease for a while; but, now he was feeling like a rat in a maze. Why would things come alive so suddenly? Taking out his journal the Doctor penned a note, making sure to remind everyone of the meeting they had planned. He'd need them all if they were to harvest any of the batteries from the bumper cars before they became useless. Taking up a seat on a bench the Doctor thought - where in the world could we get a screwdriver?

Setting his elbows to his knees the Doctor leaned forward and tried to relax. People would come, and when they did he'd be able to better think of ways to escape.

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throughyoureye
2009-04-19 03:35 pm UTC (link)

"Nice to meet you, Luna," Domeki bowed his head slightly to the blond and offered a slight smile. His attention soon drifted enough to catch both the slightly furrowed brow of Dean and the quick reaction of Shannon to his words and he realized how easily his earlier comment could be misread. Not intending for that to happen, he moved to explain further - hopefully to put any suspicions to rest.

"I've heard that you're responsible for much of this," Domeki continued, gesturing vaguely to their surroundings but implying more than just the carnival itself. "That you're one of the ones making the effort to put all of this together."

Domeki naturally had no intention of giving away Shannon's true reason for going to the pharmacy and so he merely remained silent, allowing her to answer or not answer as she saw fit - though it did serve as a good reminder that he would have to remember to give the inhalers back to her once the meeting was over and before she returned to wherever she was staying for the night.

"Are we still waiting for everyone to show?" He asked in response to Shannon's question. His attention drifted again as he glanced to their surroundings and he found himself idly wondering if Watanuki would bother to show - or if that idiot was already hanging about. He wasn't quite curious enough to wander away from the current group, figuring that the question would be answered sooner rather than later, and so he returned his attention to his current companions.

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luna_llena
2009-04-22 09:01 am UTC (link)

Counting the pixie canes that Luna had in the pocket of her small jean jacket, with as much care as if she was handling unicorn tail hairs or boomslang skins, she took a moment to answer Sam's question. "Eight." In actuality it was not high of a number, especially seeing as how tiny each tube was, and in a normal metabolism that was used to the commercial sweetener, it would have had some but not much of an effect. There was just something about that particular manufactured sugar derivative that did not gel well with her system. Although, it was a quite pleasant sugary goodness, in her opinion.

Luna offered him one of the five she had left, a yellow one.

The much taller woman seemed uncomfortable, that would be a descriptive way to put it, uncomfortable around Sam for some reason. Perhaps she was always in such a state, but a look back at Sam showed that his face crinkled up for a bit. Remembering the short conversation she had had with the other woman, Luna remembered her seeming unease about the quarter giant being elected a leader in a roundabout way.

Shannon would see, Luna believed, that Sam had a good head on his shoulders. Even if his hair was a bit fussy and emotive. "We spoke in letters without owls," she reminded her, although she did not know if Shannon had thought anymore of what she had said. That it was really those that followed that turned the tides, not those that led, even if those had not been the exact words she had used. The fact that none of those around her likely communicated through Owl Post, Luna had not really thought about it. She had spent her life around Wizards and Witches, after all, and very little around Muggles. Their day to day conveniences were simply not considered.

She smiled back at the one who called himself Domeki. Or perhaps he just made himself a new word and liked to say it, either or, Luna would call him Domeki.

Actually, Luna had missed the entry from Martha about a meeting at the Carnival. Her appearing there had been more or less an accident. Not that she believed that anything was really an accident, things happened for a reason, they always happened for a reason. So perhaps Luna was meant to be there, that would make the most sense. Since she did not have an answer, there was a humming contentedness that accompanied her eating another of her canes for old or infirmed Pixies. Ooh, red.

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demonboyking
2009-04-27 08:59 am UTC (link)

Sam gave Luna an amused look when she said the number of sticks that she'd eaten. It really wasn't a large number at all. Unless the pixie sticks here had a higher concentration of sugar than he remembered. He took the pixie stick extended to him and smiled. "Thanks."

Sam looked surprised when Domeki said he'd heard he was responsible for the meeting. "Kind of," Sam said, giving Domeki a small smile. "It was Martha's idea that we all meet together, though I think it's a good one. Maybe we can figure out what we all have in common and work out a way to get out of here." He shrugged, not quite sure if they'd be able to do either. "Hopefully."

He raised his eyebrows slightly when Shannon held up the bottle of schnapps. That was one kind of medication. Shannon asked when the meeting was supposed to start and Sam looked around. "Now, I think?"

He turned to Domeki. "I know that there are other people coming. Maybe we're just not in one centralized location yet." He glanced at the others. "Maybe we should find the others."

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ballerinadreams
2009-04-29 03:01 am UTC (link)

Shannon opened her mouth to respond to the other woman but closed it again, giving the girl an incredulous look mixed liberally with confusion. "I'm sorry, we what...?" she sputtered, blinking rapidly as she tried turning over the statement in her head for a possible miscommunication. But no, Luna had definitely said letters without owls and what the fuck did that even mean...?

There, Sam was confirming that he was trying to figure out what they all had in common. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, but Shannon couldn't see a single thing she had in common with most of the people she'd met, save the fact that she shared the same hair and eye color as some of them and that they were all stuck in this place without a say in the matter. She doubted any of those so-called revelations would be of much help in determining why they were all there nor would it help them find a way out, so she said nothing.

"I dunno, I guess...?" Shannon replied to Domeki's question with uncertainty and then looked back at Sam when he spoke again, first to her and then again to Domeki. "I vote we go find the other people," she said, purposefully avoiding a parrot of Sam's "the others" simply because it meant something very different to her, these days.

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throughyoureye
2009-04-29 07:31 pm UTC (link)

Domeki watched and listened to the blond who had arrived with Sam with quiet amusement. Much of what she said was very hard for him to follow but, this once, he had the feeling that it had little to do with any language barriers. He couldn't quite imagine that Americans, or British as this Luna seemed to be, traditionally used owls for post but he did entertain the idea that the woman was, perhaps, a bit closer in touch with things most people wouldn't know.

"It should be interesting to see if there is anything common among all of us," he agreed with Sam with a small nod. What went unspoken was that he and two with whom he had arrived had tried to find a common bond but it could just be that their group had been too small to get any true idea. Even if it seemed doubtful, at the moment, Domeki still wanted to think that there was a logical reason for why so many diverse people had been drawn into this strange situation. "With all of us working on it, there has to be some way to get out of here."

"Finding everyone else seems like a good idea," he nodded to Shannon. "From the sounds of it, there's already a good number of people gathered."

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