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The Doctor apologized for his situation and Nora looked over at the woman seated on one of the cots. She smiled and shook her head as she took a seat beside. "Nothing to apologize for. This storm isn't your fault. Unless you have the alien ability to control the weather or something." She laughed soft at her own joke for a moment before continuing. "Seriously though. It's fine. If I wasn't here I'd just be on a train by myself right now." When she asked about the hot chocolate Nora smiled again. "Yeah. It was great. Best there is, like you said. Maybe we'll need another one after this storm is over."
Nora took another look around the shelter, taking in the number of cots and supplies that were stacked in boxes along the walls. Looked like a very well prepared shelter. The people of this city probably had a lot of experience. It was then that she met the gaze of a young boy sitting on a cot near them. He was gazing at her, and the Doctor, and she stared back for a moment in surprise. Then she smiled kindly. "Hello," she said in a friendly tone. It was the same sort of friendliness she spoke with when she gave museum tours to school children. Sometimes it was real, sometimes it was faked, depending on her mood. But to this boy her smile and tone were genuine. "What's your name, love?"
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Call me cars. Or vroom. Or carsgovroom. Just another 20-something girl on the World Wide Web. I suppose I'd be considered a veteran RPer with probably a decade of RPing experience whose looking to have a bit of fun.
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When the woman told them there was a shelter and pointed them in the right direction, Nora looked at the Doctor as she started to put her winter wear back on. She did the same, slipping the warmers on over her hands, shrugging the coat on, and wrapping the long scarf around her neck a couple of times. When her companion asked if she was ready Nora nodded and started following her out of the shop, slipping the goggles she had been given back over her eyes as she did so.
Nora pulled her coat more tightly around her and hugged herself with her arms. She had glanced behind them to see the storm in the distance, but it was moving fast. She shivered a little, from nerves and the chill, and looked ahead to speed up and catch up with the Doctor. They joined a small group of people who were also filing into the shelter, which had marked with a sign just as the woman had told them. Nora didn't speak until they had passed through the door and were moving along into a larger room. It was then that she lifted the goggles from her eyes and looked over at the Doctor with half a smile on her lips. "You were right," she told her. "You really never know what'll happen with you. Even for an innocent cup of hot chocolate." She shoved her hands in her pockets and glanced around the shelter. "How long do you think this storm will last?"
Nora pulled her coat more tightly around her and hugged herself with her arms. She had glanced behind them to see the storm in the distance, but it was moving fast. She shivered a little, from nerves and the chill, and looked ahead to speed up and catch up with the Doctor. They joined a small group of people who were also filing into the shelter, which had marked with a sign just as the woman had told them. Nora didn't speak until they had passed through the door and were moving along into a larger room. It was then that she lifted the goggles from her eyes and looked over at the Doctor with half a smile on her lips. "You were right," she told her. "You really never know what'll happen with you. Even for an innocent cup of hot chocolate." She shoved her hands in her pockets and glanced around the shelter. "How long do you think this storm will last?"
I'm interested in War of Days? If that's still open.
Nora ate the rectangle of "toast" that the Doctor had given her, finding that it did in fact taste similar to french toast and that it was delicious. She suddenly wished that she had ordered one, as well. But she didn't complain. She just sipped at the cocoa, which was also delicious, and was taking a long look around the little cafe. Nora was taking in every detail as she could and a smile seemed permanently plastered on her face. Until the bell started to ring.
She looked at the Doctor initially, her mouth opened slightly as though she were about to ask a question, when the shop woman spoke. Nora looked between the two as the woman explained that there was a storm coming, then looked out of the shop window. She rose and moved over to the glass to get a better look. The streets were getting emptier by the minute. All of the children were running back to their parents, the people who had been collecting the snow had abandoned their work, and everyone was disappearing into buildings. Nora glanced back at the Doctor. "We walked for a while," she pointed out, worry lines appearing on her forehead. "Do you think we can make a run for it? Get back to the TARDIS before the storm hits? Or...do we try to find shelter in the city? Or something?"
She looked at the Doctor initially, her mouth opened slightly as though she were about to ask a question, when the shop woman spoke. Nora looked between the two as the woman explained that there was a storm coming, then looked out of the shop window. She rose and moved over to the glass to get a better look. The streets were getting emptier by the minute. All of the children were running back to their parents, the people who had been collecting the snow had abandoned their work, and everyone was disappearing into buildings. Nora glanced back at the Doctor. "We walked for a while," she pointed out, worry lines appearing on her forehead. "Do you think we can make a run for it? Get back to the TARDIS before the storm hits? Or...do we try to find shelter in the city? Or something?"
You can post whenever you're ready. I'm pretty good at focusing on things that need to be done so it won't be too much of a distraction for me. Especially if I promise myself to not start writing til the exam is over.
Plus it's a music exam. Not that difficult.
But do what you want to do~
Plus it's a music exam. Not that difficult.
But do what you want to do~
My test last week did! I have another on Wednesday aaaah well. I wanted to get a post before I launch into studying and I did! Yay.
Yeah it could get panicky. There's a lot of lore about fairy circles and I have a few ideas but haven't picked a for sure one yet. But she will need some help ha.
Yeah it could get panicky. There's a lot of lore about fairy circles and I have a few ideas but haven't picked a for sure one yet. But she will need some help ha.
Narissa listened with narrowing eyes. She was clearly not pleased by this sudden new element in her plans, a girl that she did not know. She was an unknown, unplanned, and if she was such a great liar how did the Marshal know for certain she had not lied to him. Narissa did not like this, and she didn't hide it from him.
"I don't like her," she said bluntly, "I don't know her and I don't like her. We have no idea what to expect from her. She could ruin everything for us, everything that I've worked for. This girl is an uncertain variable and I. Don't. Like. Her." Narissa took a breath and fixed a steely glare on the Marshal. "But on your head be it. I'm holding you responsible for this girl, Derrick. You watch her, keep her in line. If she turns out of be useful use her. But if she sows any sign of betrayal, or becoming a liability or a loose end... I expect you know what do do. Take care of it. Thoroughly and permanently."
She didn't want to hear anything else from him. She ended the contact with him, and stared at her own reflection in the mirror for a few moments before using deciding to use its power again. She reached out to the third little mirror, the one she had entrusted to her own daughter. She only hoped the girl wasn't fast asleep. "Raquelle. Raquelle!"
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Sam had no sense that there was anyone else in the forest with her. In fact she had almost forgotten about the people in the camp she had wandered out of. She only had eyes and thoughts for the shimmering orbs of blue light. Everything else was hazy, unimportant, and her feet seemed to move on their own accord. Looking at the lights seemed to fill her with a sense of peace, unlike anything she had felt ever since arriving in this land. The lights were like beacons that would lead her to safety. To home.
She emerged from the trees and found herself in a clearing, a perfect circle of grass and flowers surrounded by a wall of trees. The moon hung directly above, large and bright in the sky, and it illuminated the clearing with lovely, pale moonlight. A faint sound of music and laughter filled her ears, but she must have been imagining it. There were no signs of the little orbs at the moment and Sam blinked her eyes, her sensed coming back to her slowly. She peered around the clearing, a pretty and tranquil place, but felt a sense of unease creep up inside of her. She shouldn't have left, shouldn't have wandered out here alone to this place. And why exactly had she come here?
The answer was suddenly suspended in the air at the center of the clearing. The little orb. Sam's gaze went glassy and mesmerized as soon as she saw it, and she immediately began moving toward it. There were more orbs surrounding her in the treeline, identical to the one in the center, but she only had eyes for the one. It disappeared as soon as she had reached it, but Sam hadn't been aware of the circle of mushrooms and toadstools on the grassy floor, nor that she had stepped right into the center of it.
"I don't like her," she said bluntly, "I don't know her and I don't like her. We have no idea what to expect from her. She could ruin everything for us, everything that I've worked for. This girl is an uncertain variable and I. Don't. Like. Her." Narissa took a breath and fixed a steely glare on the Marshal. "But on your head be it. I'm holding you responsible for this girl, Derrick. You watch her, keep her in line. If she turns out of be useful use her. But if she sows any sign of betrayal, or becoming a liability or a loose end... I expect you know what do do. Take care of it. Thoroughly and permanently."
She didn't want to hear anything else from him. She ended the contact with him, and stared at her own reflection in the mirror for a few moments before using deciding to use its power again. She reached out to the third little mirror, the one she had entrusted to her own daughter. She only hoped the girl wasn't fast asleep. "Raquelle. Raquelle!"
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Sam had no sense that there was anyone else in the forest with her. In fact she had almost forgotten about the people in the camp she had wandered out of. She only had eyes and thoughts for the shimmering orbs of blue light. Everything else was hazy, unimportant, and her feet seemed to move on their own accord. Looking at the lights seemed to fill her with a sense of peace, unlike anything she had felt ever since arriving in this land. The lights were like beacons that would lead her to safety. To home.
She emerged from the trees and found herself in a clearing, a perfect circle of grass and flowers surrounded by a wall of trees. The moon hung directly above, large and bright in the sky, and it illuminated the clearing with lovely, pale moonlight. A faint sound of music and laughter filled her ears, but she must have been imagining it. There were no signs of the little orbs at the moment and Sam blinked her eyes, her sensed coming back to her slowly. She peered around the clearing, a pretty and tranquil place, but felt a sense of unease creep up inside of her. She shouldn't have left, shouldn't have wandered out here alone to this place. And why exactly had she come here?
The answer was suddenly suspended in the air at the center of the clearing. The little orb. Sam's gaze went glassy and mesmerized as soon as she saw it, and she immediately began moving toward it. There were more orbs surrounding her in the treeline, identical to the one in the center, but she only had eyes for the one. It disappeared as soon as she had reached it, but Sam hadn't been aware of the circle of mushrooms and toadstools on the grassy floor, nor that she had stepped right into the center of it.
Nora had been about to take a sip of the hot chocolate, after blowing gently into the cup to cool it slightly. Luckily she hadn't swallowed anything or else she might have choked when the Doctor told her her age. "Nine hundred?" she asked, a little incredulously as she looked the woman up and down. After a moment of processing this information Nora seemed to accept it. Hell, why not? She was on an alien planet and she had come here in a time machine. "Looking pretty good for your age." Things got a bit awkward when the woman started talking about her home planet, a place she could apparently never go back to. Nora had almost asked why she couldn't, what had happened, but she stopped herself from asking the questions when she saw the expression on the Doctor's face.
Luckily the older woman returned, breaking the awkward silence. She was carrying a plate that had something Nora hadn't been expecting on it. it looked like some sort of dessert, not like the sort of toast she was used to. Nora watched the woman leave after setting the Doctor's order on the table, then looked at the "toast" again. "That, uh, looks amazing?" she said, and took a ssip of the hot chocolate. She swallowed some foam and wiped the foam mustache off of her lip with a napkin. "Why is it called 'toast'?"
Luckily the older woman returned, breaking the awkward silence. She was carrying a plate that had something Nora hadn't been expecting on it. it looked like some sort of dessert, not like the sort of toast she was used to. Nora watched the woman leave after setting the Doctor's order on the table, then looked at the "toast" again. "That, uh, looks amazing?" she said, and took a ssip of the hot chocolate. She swallowed some foam and wiped the foam mustache off of her lip with a napkin. "Why is it called 'toast'?"
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