smk_ooc | Character Meet and Greet~~ At Night

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I. Main Street Usa!

It's twilight, edging to evening, and yet the streets are still alive with citizens and Apprentices (that means you!) alike. Take the time to admire the lights, pop in and out of the cafes or just relax in the garden.

Weapon shops and magic shops are open late into the evening this time of year, so feel free to enjoy yourself before you equip yourself for the life head.

II. Apprentice Training 101- Evening Class

Same commons behind the fire house, same weapons and wands available for practicing your skills-- though this time under the cozy street lights and the bright blues and tired purples of a fading summer twilight. Strike at the training dummy or try to catch fireflies with whispers, its all up to you.

III. Things that Go Bump

Are bumping. And they mean business. A few level 1 corroded monsters are scurrying around Main Street causing havoc and it's up to you to stop them. The question is, is it early in the evening or do you dare to face the creatures at the night's darkest hour?

IV. It's time to Sparkle!

Everyone has a spark of imagination. That is, in fact, why you're here! It's time to shine with your own scenario! Just try to keep from causing too much trouble.

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"Now I do find that difficult to believe."

The young Doctor chuckled under his breath, toying with something in his pocket as he did so.

"The last time I saw you... you were holding a weapon on me. Well, on me, and me, and myself... three of me all come together to defeat the Games of Rassilon. You said something then, do you remember what it was? It was..."

He paused and a finger drifted up to his lips, thoughtfully.

"Now... let's see if I can remember, it was something like, oh yes! 'Killing you once was never enough for me, Doctor. How gratifying to do it three times over.'"

Coyly he looked to the lady across from him.

"If you have given up on that it would be a big change."

Ah yes. Fond memories.

No! Bad Missy!

She winced at the memory. It was so very long ago and so much had happened since. It wasn't often she actually felt old but in this moment the millenia weighed heavily on her. It was obvious she wasn't going to get through to him and she was so very tired. Between being shot down for doing the right thing and all of the emotional recoil that came with it, she just didn't have it in her to please her case.

"Fine, then." She stood, brushing the creases out of her skirt. "Clearly, you won't take my word for it, I suppose I can understand that. Perhaps you should talk with yourself about it. You're the only person in the universe you'd really trust, after all."

Her jaw clenched ever so slightly and she turned, intending to leave. Depending on how closely he was watching he may notice some stiffness in the way she moved. Healed or no, she was still in pain as the residual effects faded.

Actually he could think of dozens of people whose word he would accept without question, she just wasn't one of those. Naturally she was very carefully watched as she moved to stand and the Doctor ever so helpfully cheered her on with a quick recorder solo of 'The Old Gray Mare'... until he watched a little more closely and noticed it seemed to be more recent injury than old age catching up with her.

"You've forgotten your radio."

Which was speak for you needn't rush off with out it.

"Did you take a tumble when you arrived?"

Ugh she'd forgotten about that stupid recorder. She rolled her eyes so hard her whole head rolled to complete the movement.

"Was that really necessary?" She tried to turn to look over her shoulder but that hurt so she turned completely around, placing a hand on her hip. "I was trying to make a dramatic exit. And we both know that's never going to work anyway." She gestured towards the mess.

At the question, she froze. Of course he'd ask about that. Her voice was quieter as she responded, almost hesitant. "No... Apparently their healing has a few side effects."

"But what good is a dramatic exit without a little musical accompaniment?"

More dramatic music might have made the exit even more dramatic but that had never really been the goal.

"Was it a difficult regeneration?"

She turned her head, tensing visibly as she thought back on that horrid moment. Betrayal from both... expected, but not to that extent. Though if anyone was going to be the true death of her...

Her voice was tight, "You're assuming there was one."

"Well, there must have been at some point or else you would still have the beard."

The Doctor looked over at her and smiled, full of that youthful cheek of his.

"What did happen? I ask in the hope you would be willing to tell me if you are about to pass out or something equally unfortunate. You wouldn't be much good as a lump on the sidewalk."

That got a dramatic eye roll. "I've regenerated quite a few times since then, I'll have you know."

But his question still stood. It was a valid question and, if she had any hope of getting this version to trust her, one she should answer honestly. She sighed, brushing some invisible strands of hair out of her face. "You could say my last regeneration and I had a... difference of opinion." Pausing, she thought for a moment, choosing her next words carefully. "He was just... more definitive in expressing his."

"I shouldn't wonder."

But he did, and he wasn't entirely able of hiding that hint of concern that slipped into his words.

"You always were your own worst enemy. I assume they fixed you up and there is just the lingering soreness to deal with?"

She nodded, one hand drifting to the site of the laser blast.

"Yes, precisely. It's a remarkable thing, that. Being snatched from the brink of death. And by magic, no less."

"Yes, and then brought here to help save a world. It will be quite the change for you. You had better rest up."

As now and then it did look to him like she might just tumble over.

She chuckled, "Not as big a change as you'd imagine."

Sighing, she lifted an eyebrow, "Now are you going to let me walk away dramatically? Because if you're going to keep asking me questions I'd rather sit down."

"Oh no, please do! Feel free to exit as dramatically as you like."

He did still have that recorder in his hands however and was in the process of placing his fingers over a few of the holes. It was probably safe.

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