Who: River Song, Jack Harkness, Metacrisis!Ten, Rory and ANYONE ELSE that wants to be present for River's regeneration that I might have forgotten! (Also if your character was in the medbay and conscious, they'd probably have also been witness to the sudden burst of yellow glowy regeneration light and a new River emerging.) What: River and Jack are being their BAMFy selves in trying to help lessen the numbers of things attacking the complex, but things go horribly wrong. When: BACKDATED to right around the time magic/powers/wishes were returned. Where: Beginning in an alley somewhere in the city somewhat close to the complex, and ending in the complex medbay Warnings: Mauling by a hellhound so there will be blood. A lot of blood. And regeneration instead of character death because hey look, powers were returned!
PLEASE NOTE: It may take a couple tags before River is actually in the medbay as Briege and I didn't quite get that far in the gdoc. But once they are in the medbay, people can start responding with reactions to a bleeding-out!River who's glowing.
This insanity had gone on quite long enough. River wasn’t about to sit back any longer. She didn’t care if her parents would yell at her later, she was going to help get rid of some demons in an effort to make the city safe once more. She wasn’t helpless, even if she felt weaker than before this had begun, and she’d be damned if she sat around waiting for someone else to try and turn the tide. She knew how to fight demons, and she was going to put those skills to use. But she wasn’t stupid enough to go out there alone. Which was why she’d asked Jack if he’d go with her. He had no qualms about shooting if the need arose, and while he may be in the same boat as she was in being able to die, they would at least be together and hope the other could get to safety if something happened.
But the blonde woman was confident, and she was more than able to face whatever was to come. She had died all ready to save the Doctor because the universe needed that impossible man. She had nothing to fear from it. So she was going to make things as safe as possible, and if she died doing that, well, it would be a meaningful death. After arming herself with guns, plenty of ammo, holy water, the text of the exorcism and chalk, she met Jack and they ventured into the city. Being careful as they went, River spotted an area that seemed suitable. They could lure demons there and minimize damage to the city itself. It was a construction zone, but there was an alley beside it that would allow them to have a defensible position as well as being able to hide the Devil’s Trap.
“There,” she pointed out. “We can lay the Devil’s Trap there and lure demons to us. I do hope you fancy a little game of cat and mouse?” She asked, smirking at Jack. She never was one to pass up such things. She made her way into the alley, taking quick stock of the things within it that they could use to hide the trap without the demons catching wind of it. After that, River took out the chalk and began drawing the Devil’s Trap on the ground.
Jack of course knew what had to be done. Things were going to get messy. Things were going to get worse before they got better and if he and River could hold some of the damn demons off here, then maybe it would give people less conflict in the main fight. They would do what they could if nothing else. Much as the others from their shared world would disagree that they should be out there.
Fact was he had a point to prove. He could die, just as he could beforehand, before the Game Station and the Daleks and one young girls compassion saving him and making him live forever, making him fixed. An Impossible Thing. But that wasn’t why Jack had taken on to run Torchwood. Or why he did any of the things he had, it wasn’t cause of the immortality. Its because they’d changed him, Rose and the Doctor had changed his life. And now he was getting his chance to prove he was different than the conman with the invisible spaceship.
He’d lead a Team, he’d fought horrors not knowing if he even would wake back up. And here again he was, but this time with Rory and Amy’s older than them and smoking hot daughter River. Who was apparently involved with the Eleventh Doctor. Because life wasn’t confusing enough when you had a crush on a Time Lord.
“Here looks good, gives us a good vantage point and we can take some of the bastards out before they hit the main group, so much the better. You’re pretty good at this, fought wars before?”
Glancing up at Jack, she smiled. “A couple times, yes.” Turning her attention back to the Devil’s Trap, she continued drawing it. “Though they were far from your typical war.” The Silence was perhaps the best example of that. Though River saw it fitting given what they’d done to her in her childhood. “No doubt you’ve got some good war stories yourself, Captain,” she said with a little smirk, putting the finishing touches on the Devil’s Trap.
Standing back up, she grabbed a tarp and threw it over the trap, making it look more like it had been discarded than hiding something beneath it. “There, that should hold well enough. Now the question is, shall we loudly give our position away or shall we lure them in little by little?” She looked at Jack, arching a brow. Despite being married to the Eleventh Doctor, she had no qualms with flirting. Truth be told, she wouldn’t be River if she didn’t flirt with anyone. And she did so like Jack.
“More than a few yeah, Life of a Time Agent, then a companion, then Torchwood. I did my fair share of wars. That said though, nothing like this in a hell of a long time, so props to this world for its ridiculous devil.” he commented, as he considered her question. And the answer of course was oh so simple.
“You hide, I’ll go be loud and obnoxious. Maybe be drunk, haven’t done that in a while. Draw them in, trap them and boom. Good plan I figure.”
It seemed workable at least, from all sides. Not easy of course, there was no way this could ever be considered anything like easy but Jack figured it wasn’t supposed to be. If this was the end times, as they called it, they might as well go out fighting. And there’s no way he’d do anything else. With a wink to River he moved out onto the street and began to sing.
“Dreams are not enough to win a war, outside they’re always keeping score” he started, purposefully slurring his words a little “Beneath the taaan the battle rages!”
That was rather the life, wasn’t it? Travel with the Doctor long enough and you would run into a war sooner or later. Some wars were small, others were large, and the ones River had been a part of weren’t quite like this one that was literally coming to their doorstep. But likewise, River wasn’t one to turn tail and hide, she was a fighter. The complex was no doubt under strain, which was why River had thought to get into the city itself, try to lure at least some monsters away from the main event in hopes that it would help those defending the complex.
“I don’t think many wars can be like this one. But sometimes variety is the spice of life.” And really, anything less than this in the so-called Apocalypse would be rather disappointing. After all, one expected a lot of mayhem and chaos within the end times, so if Lucifer didn’t do these sorts of things, River would begin to question whether or not they were actually within an Apocalypse.
“I shall be waiting, sweetie,” River responded. “Try not to have all the fun before luring them back here.” She blew him a kiss as he moved off, then she took up a spot behind a dumpster, crouching down. Keeping one hand on a gun, and her other resting on her knee, River listened to Jack, and also listened to what he would attract. After all, every monster and demon in this place had a different method of killing them. She wouldn’t draw a weapon until she had a better idea of what was going to follow Jack into the alley.