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Luna Lovegood (luna_llena) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-05 23:42:00

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!complete, day 03, location: gas station, luna lovegood, open, the doctor (ten)

Day Three - Morning
Who: Luna Lovegood and OTA
Where: The Gas Station
What: A quest for chocolate frogs and tea
When: Just after 9
Rating: TBA
Status: Completed

The shirt that she had been wearing that first night, and partway through the second day, it was partially shredded at the back with claw marks. Nothing completely unusable, because very little in this world could not be used in some way or another. But for the moment, Luna had a different purpose in mind for the cheerily colored fabric with its cartoon figures on the front of whatever X-Men were. She had strung it up with one of her suspenders from the day before to tie it into a pouch. And used the other to make a sort of strap, that should stay in place, even when she added some weight to the insides of the makeshift purse.

Andy had waited until she had woken up before telling her where he was going, and that he would be back. Which she had appreciated the fact that he had thought to tell her, it coming as sort of a revelation that someone would. A pleasant one, of course. Yet still something it took a second to wrap her mind around and absorb.

After he had left, she had made her purse-like thing, checked each of her bandages the best she could (twisting around to see her back was harder than it sounded), and decided to make an exploration of her own. Or, rather, a quest. For chocolate frogs and tea. An apple was eaten for breakfast, another tucked into her bag in case she did not make it back for lunch, the crunchy sweet juicy goodness of it making her quite happy with each mouthful. As she had slept fully dressed in dry clothes, shoes included, the blonde witch set off as she was. The events of the morning before had made her both careful to keep her feet and toes covered and warm, as well as making sure she left a note for Andy in case he returned before she did.

She would have told him before he left, but she had not had the mood and thought strike her to go looking for this 'gas station.' Luna was fairly sure that it was the same as a 'petrol station,' but considering she did not exactly know what that was anyway, it was a rather fruitless endeavor to attempt to find what it was. Oh well, she would likely find out its purpose when she arrived.

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fromgallifrey
2009-04-11 07:59 pm UTC (link)

Following his abrupt bumping awake by the bumper cars, the Doctor decided that it would be best for him to venture out of the Carnival for a little while in search of some basic supplies. Thinking that if memory served there might be some supplies left still at the little shop the Doctor wandered across the road.

Hands shoved deep into his pockets he squinted into the abnormally sunny morning. He was starting to think he'd forgotten what sunshine looked like when he realized that it had been raining for two days straight? Where were they, Seattle?

Finding himself inside the rust-scented building (with a touch of gasoline to make it extra nauseating); the Doctor was looking over the litter of canned goods, candy bars, and odds and ends. From the look of him, the whole no shower thing wasn't going over too well. His hair was splayed out in a million and one directions and his suit was uber wrinkly. Not that the Doctor minded, he just could really use some breakfast.

Looking up to the sound of the door being pulled open the Doctor ginned, "Hello there!"

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luna_llena
2009-04-11 08:21 pm UTC (link)

The unusually, for this place from what she could deduce from two days, happy weather with a light breeze and bright sunshiney sunshine certainly would have brightened Luna's mood. If it had not been for the fact that she had not seen anything to be really upset about, and was therefore quite content. No rain meant that she could last the day in a single set of clothes, as well as not having to dry out her hair yet again. It was almost too long for her own ends, but oh well, she liked when the wind picked up strands of it and spun them around her. As if she could touch the magic of the world around her.

Luna was dressed in the same outfit as the one she had worn during the latter half of the day before, as it had dried overnight. Khaki short pants, a white shirt and suspenders. Thankfully with white, mud-specked sneakers, rather than barefoot. Her toes grew cold without warming charms, she had found, when she forgot her shoes. As she often did.

The store ahead rose like a phoenix in the distance, only without the flames, and the witch skipped the last few yards. To open the door and nearly bounce inside.

She really should have been surprised to be greeted upon entering, but somehow, she just was not. It simply did not occur to her to be, "Hullo." A moment later, "Oh, you are British as well." Followed by a, "Good Morning," accompanied by a returned toothy grin and the blonde ducking her head to look into her small 'bag' and withdraw her extra apple. "You look as if you could use this," she commented as she looked the stranger in the eye without fear and extended a hand holding the bright and polished apple.