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the_five_signs (the_five_signs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-20 21:23:00

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!complete, day 16, location: in town, remus lupin, the doctor (ten)

Who: Remus Lupin & The Tenth Doctor
What: Having talked to Rose, he starts looking for a place to sleep.
Where: The Center of Town.
When: Day 16, 2:30pm
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

He had left the Thrift Store with a new (used) pair of red chucks on his feet, a set of wide-leg, very seventies jeans, and a long-sleeve polyester brown-toned shirt, with a very large collar.. also very seventies, but very in-style, for the werewolf. The clothes in the store had seemed very normal and natural for him, so he'd had no trouble dressing in them. And he had a pair of black chucks at home.. but not red ones. So he actually sort of liked these. And the girl, Rose, she'd said he looked so cute in them. The thought made his cheeks turn a little pink. A girl had complimented him.. girls never noticed him, not when he was standing between James and Sirius. He didn't mind it, really. They were the outgoing ones who got all the attention and Remus.. well. Remus was the smart one. The one who would have been an outcast, if not for his friends.

And it was as he thought of them that he came to a slow stop, eyes glued down onto his book and the map in his hands. He was in the middle of finishing the Marauders map with his friends, at the present time.. and he wished he had foot prints on this one to tell him where he was going, and where everyone else was.. but there weren't. And hazel eyes remained steady on the map, glued to the page there instead of looking around, as perhaps he should have been. He looked quite a site, really, with the large gauze pad on his cheek, and the few cuts on his face, as well as the heavy bruising.. and the gauze on the back of his hand, which was now starting to get red again with his blood, thanks to all the movement. There was more hidden beneath his long shirt, but he was trying to be careful of how he stretched and bent, lest he make any more of it bleed.. he was a little worried that one of the cuts on his chest was bleeding again, but he was hoping the brown shirt would hide it, if the blood made it there. It'd only look dark and wet. Rose had said there were doctors here, but there wasn't really much they could do..

Remus let out a heavy sigh and lifted his uninjured hand to rub through that dirty blonde hair (lighter, in the sunlight), mixing up the small clumps of gray with the rest. He wanted to fall asleep, so he could wake up and go home.. then again, he was worried to. Because what if he woke up.. and he wasn't home. What if he was still here?

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 01:39 am UTC (link)

Why, precisely, the Doctor didn't walk right back to his bumper car rink following his run-in with Remy was anyone's guess. However, the Doctor was still walking around with that big, blue sign tucked up under his arm. It was like he was asking Rose Tyler to pop out of somewhere and find him with it. It was like he was tempting fate. Well, fate had been kind so far to the Doctor. Well, relatively speaking.

Rounding the corner from the Gas Station en route to the Post Office, the Doctor spied the young man walking with his nose stuck in the book. The Doctor paused, it was the young kid that Remy had described. He couldn't be that much younger than Rose, could he? A few years, perhaps? Here, the Doctor had pictured someone so much younger. Crossing his arms the Doctor watched the boy, seeing as he fingered those bandages and moved nearly tentatively about as if he risked further injury simply by breathing.

The Doctor, being the Doctor, couldn't just leave him there.

"Hey, you alright?" The Doctor called ahead, picking up his pace a bit as he approached the oddly-topped figure.

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 01:51 am UTC (link)

When he heard that voice, he lifted his head and turned around, eyebrows raising a little in surprise before they relaxed down again, and he opened his mouth as if to speak.. then shut it again, rethinking what he'd planned to say. And once he had it all settled in his mind, he was speaking up again, slowly closing the book, but keeping one long, thin finger trapped between the pages.

"Yes, thank you." How someone who looked like he did could say 'yes' to being alright was beyond us.. but he smiled just a little, as if to assure him, before breathing in deeply and focusing hazel eyes directly onto the taller man's (Remus was only five seven, after all.. he hadn't hit that growth-spurt yet. Soon, hopefully) darker set. "Have you been kidnapped, too?" The pretty girl, after all, had said that everyone else here was here against their will, as well. But he wanted to check.. just in case she was wrong. She had said that she was new here, so she might not know everything. "Are there any telephones here? I haven't been able to find one." Despite having both wizard parents, they were both also muggle-born, and he had grown up with an array of muggle devices.. including telephones. And he would very much like to call his parents and let them know that he was alright. Where ever he was.

But then, he looked mildly displaced, then quickly uncomfortable, and finally just a little horrified. The reason for the subtle change in his facial expressions would soon be found out, though. Because he was sticking out his uninjured right hand, properly, for a hand shake. "I've forgotten my manners. Excuse me. I'm Remus. Remus Lupin."

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 01:59 am UTC (link)

"Yes, thank you."

Had the kid really just said he was alright? Had he looked in a mirror, or was he just a nutter? More likely, he was just being proud. The Doctor could understand that bit, certainly. The slightly perplexed expression on the Doctor's face dribbled away to one of mild amusement.

"Kidnapped? I prefer to think of it as being borrowed." He thought of it that way because eventually he'd be put back where he came from. He'd get there and this place would be set right never to borrow anyone else form time again. Time and space. Even Rose.

"No, no telephones," he said quietly with a shake of his head. "Unfortunately."

As the boy stuck out his hand and the Doctor realized the reason for the boy's expression (it wasn't just the lack of telephone's apparently) the Time Lord nodded. "Well met, Remus," he smiled with a nod. "I'm th--Smith. John Smith. Doctor John Smith." Apparently, John Smith needed to work on his introduction. Taking the boys hand he gave a not-so-firm shake. It was plain enough the boy was in enough pain already all bandages and blood.

"You been to hospital?"

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 02:06 am UTC (link)

"Borrowed?" He didn't quite understand that statement, or the state of mind the-- Doctor John Smith, had been in when he said it. "When you borrow something without asking, that makes it stealing." That was announced rather matter-of-factly, but not in a haughty tone. It was simply as if he were stating fact, like a weather man on telly. A statement and nothing more. This boy didn't look like he could sound haughty if he tried.

But he smiled some again, with the shake. A simple, gentle thing. No teeth, just that subtle upturn at the corners of his mouth. "No telephones." He agreed with a slow nod, understanding and accepting of the information. However, he was shaking his head just a second later. "No, sir. But I was told by a young woman, that there was a hospital here, in case I was in need of it. But I assure you I've been looked at previously." And he wasn't in particular want of anyone poking and prodding at him, and looking down at him with those pitiful glances. He didn't want anyone's pity. He was what he was, and whatever they thought of him wasn't going to change it. But he didn't say that out loud, he never would. He didn't want this man to dislike him. He didn't want anyone here to dislike him.

"That same young woman told me that I should find a place to stay this evening, before night fall. What happens, at dark?" She'd seemed pretty adamant about him getting inside and somewhere safe before the sun went down.

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 02:13 am UTC (link)

"Indeed." The boy was right, after all. To borrow without asking was stealing. Though, the Doctor liked to think that borrowing implied the intention of a return. The understanding that what was taken was not to be kept.

The boy was quite a boy. Very much a boy. Internally, the Doctor was cursing at the place that would bring a child here. "None." The Doctor confirmed about the telephones. There weren't any that worked anyway. The Doctor shifted a little, changing the big blue sign from one arm to the other. "It doesn't look like you were paid a proper amount of attention, Remus," The Doctor said, nodding a little to the boy's chest where a subtle splotching of blood indicated that his bandages were becoming a bit too soaked.

"This place is dangerous, I can't sugar coat that bit for you. So, we're going to get you to the clinic and you're going to bed there for the night." The Doctor hadn't left any room for debate, Remus was going to the clinic and he was going to stay there for the night.

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 02:22 am UTC (link)

"I was. I promise. I've just moved around an awful lot today." But he'd realized what the other man was staring at, and was lowering his eyes down to the blood spotting through his shirt, and he moved a hand down to tug his shirt away from his chest, and look back up. "I'm not very fond of hospitals." Remus admitted quietly, before letting his shirt fall back down against his skin. But he wasn't refusing to go. He never did. He never would.

"The young woman said that I could stay with her, if I didn't find a place. I'd rather stay with her, if that's alright. She seemed very nice." And he trusted her more than anyone else, at this point. He'd met her first, and she'd been very nice to him. And he'd quite liked her smile. "If it's not, I understand." And he'd stay where ever he was told to. Didn't you wish your Cajun was like this, Doctor?

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 02:29 am UTC (link)

"I'm not very fond of them, either," He admitted. He really didn't. Nothing good ever really happened in hospital, at least not to him anyway. Maybe other people had miracles and extraordinary things happen. The Doctor only saw people dying.

"Tell you what, stop by and see someone in the clinic, even if it's only for new bandages, and then I'll leave you to stay where you please." The Doctor was serious. It wasn't like the boy was all that young. A Teenager, assuredly. He could marginally take care of himself, right? Feeding, clothing, sleeping - all those basic necessities, he could managed those.

"You know how to use the journals, yes?" The Doctor was already walking in the direction of the gym. "You need anything, anything at all, you just give me a yell in this, right?" He asked, pulling out his own journal from his pocket and taking a peek inside. The day seemed awfully quiet. In all honesty, he was looking for entries from Rose and Remy.

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 02:43 am UTC (link)

Remus nodded when he was instructed to see someone in the clinic, but surprisingly, he didn't ask why this doctor didn't take a look at him. He knew there were differences between doctors, you could be a doctor of plenty of things, not just medicine. "Yes, sir." He agreed slowly and with an understanding nod, a bit of that gray-flecked hair sliding into his face. A bandaged hand lifted to push it back. He needed it cut.

"Yes, she told me about the journals, as well. She said something about being from another time, two-thousand five? Are you from then, as well? Have I been brought forward? Was she brought back, to my time?" Since the clothes were all seventies clothing.. that was his guess. "Yes, sir. I'll ask. Thank you." They were all so nice here.

They wouldn't be, if they knew what he was. But they didn't, and he had to keep it that way for as long as he could. Until he couldn't any longer.

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 01:56 pm UTC (link)

'Yes, sir.'

Well, that was something the Doctor wasn't accustomed to. Unquestioning, unflinching agreement? Where had this kid come from and why hadn't everyone else come from there, too? "None of that 'sir' business. John or Doctor, if you don't mind." Doctor would have been preferable, actually.

"Sounds like you found a good friend then, Remus," he commented on this unknown person from 2005. There were a ton of people who could have been from then. Wasn't that when Shannon was from? "I'm not sure what time we're in. Could be we're outside of time, actually."

"Good."

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 02:33 pm UTC (link)

"Doctor." Titles were appropriate for adults, not first names. He'd be hard pressed to make the young werewolf call him John.. but luckily, he'd rather have him call him 'Doctor', anyway. Though, when the Doctor mentioned that they could be 'outside of time', the younger man stare for a moment before letting out a slow breath.

"Out of time? You mean.. like a pocket in space, that isn't effected at all by time? So no matter how long we're here.. we won't age? And if we're returned, no time will have passed?" That was a curious theory.. but Remus wasn't sure that things like that existed, and he shook his head just a little. "That seems so unlikely." But not impossible. Remus didn't use that word, when he was younger. And he rarely used it when in his older years.

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 03:45 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor nodded, he'd gotten his way. Brilliant.

"Outside of time, yes," He was very familiar with the concept. It took a lot of energy to manifest places outside of time, and even more to maintain them. Though, he wouldn't be surprised if that was where they were right now.

"Oh, we're in our own pocket of time and space. We'll age, I'd imagine. You can't keep time from turning period. It'll keep moving, that's for certain. We're effected. Just not in our usual way."

"Unlikely, good way of putting it." Unlikely, but certainly happening. Or, at least the Doctor thought so.

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the_five_signs
2009-07-21 04:19 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor would find that he'd always get his way when dealing with this particular victim. And he was shifting the book in his hands, in almost a nervous gesture, before finally speaking up and breaking the silence that had hung between the two of them for a few moments, as they walked.

"You're very smart." He remarked quietly, lifting hazel eyes to glance at the taller man, before he looked forward again, to watch where he was walking. "But I suppose all doctors have to be, don't they?" He clearly wasn't a big talker, but he also felt uncomfortable in the silence with this new man. With everyone he didn't know well, actually. It'd be years before he could become comfortable with such silences.

"Is there someone in charge of this place? Someone who.. watches out for everyone? A figure head, of sorts?" Remus wanted to identify that person, so that he could bring up his troubles to them, later, if he had to.. instead of announcing it en mass.

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fromgallifrey
2009-07-21 10:06 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor, quite frankly, was unaccustomed to getting his way so easily. Sure, he usually did get exactly what he wanted; but, he always had to work for it. He always had to push for it.

"I am," he said in agreement. "Some of them are, most of them should be; but, not all of them happen to be smart, no." The Doctor wasn't much of a big talker either at the moment. He'd managed a million and one things running around that head of his lately. Least of which seemed to be how to get out of here. He hated being distracted.

"In charge?" The Doctor looked up and around. "Oh, I'm sure there is, somewhere. We just haven't managed to meet them yet."

They were nearly on the threshold of the gym now. "Right, so, inside here is the clinic. There's proper doctors and the like. You're going to let them look after you, yes? Or, at least check out those wounds?"

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the_five_signs
2009-07-22 12:19 am UTC (link)

Remus was quiet as the Doctor explained about.. well.. Doctors. And he only nodded wordlessly when he said they hadn't managed to find someone in charge yet. He was such an agreeable young man. And he was nodding once again, when the Doctor asked if he'd let the doctors inside check on him. "Yes, Doctor Smith." He promised with a small smile. "I'll let them look me over until they're satisfied with my condition." He knew there wasn't really anything they could do for him.

"And I'll write you, using the journal, if there's anything I need." See? He'd been listening dutifully, and he planned to do exactly as you'd told him. They should be cloning this kid, instead of other people. At least his clones would be easy to handle!

"Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate this." He curled his fingers tighter around the book, leaving those hazel eyes locked onto brown for a long moment before he turned away and headed inside, not knowing what else to say. He could be so socially awkward sometimes that it was painful to watch.

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