The Rejects [R for language]

[ravaged-rose.livejournal.com]

"What the HELL!!? What the hell are all of us then? Loose trash?"

Rose doesn't appreciate being manhandled by the tentacles EVER, but she appreciates being dismissed from the new and exciting stuff and stuck in this sentient prison thing while everybody else gets to go and DO something even MORE!

They sent the guy with the freaking STICK but not HER?!

She gives the wall a good punch in frustration and anger and a little pinging voice promptly informs her that she's just racked up a violation. So she kicks the wall and racks up a second.



"Yeah well fuck you too, evil spaceship!"

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[purep4zaak.livejournal.com]

"Calm down already," Atton leans nonchalantly against the wall, "I'd rather be up here, then crawling around down there in who-knows-what, fighting creepy-crawlies. At least we're not going to get killed standing around up here."

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

"But they might," Jaime points out, not really liking that Paco's down there and he isn't.

[ravaged-rose.livejournal.com]

"I can handle myself on a planet that doesn't even have sentient life! I just want to get OUT of this hell-hole!" Rose growls, crossing her arms.

[shes-intense.livejournal.com]

Brenda's frowning just as much as Jaime is, muttering to herself more than talking to anyone else.

"Paco fought aliens. He can handle non-sentient dangerous things..."

[purep4zaak.livejournal.com]

"Just kick back and wait. Sweating about what might happen to those guys isn't going to help them and it's not going to make us feel better."

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Anyone notice how most of the supers are getting left behind?" Peter remarks from the ceiling, "Whatever her reasons, we're not being forced to hang back on a coincidence."

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

"I don't think anything she does is a coincidence," says Jaime.

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

Temperance has to admit she's not exactly liking the idea of being left behind either - BUT she really has no idea what's going on to begin with. As much as she hates to admit it, she's also at the same time a bit relieved too - this will possibly give her time to get what exactly is going on and all that good stuff.

"Supers?" She repeats, her brows furrowing a bit in confusion. "What do you mean by that term?"

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

Peter blinks. He's dangling from a surface that definitely isn't the floor. Seemingly of his own volition too.

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

"Prooobably some form of genetic mutation, magic, some otherworldly force, technology, and/or or he's an alien. Supers are superhumans. Metas. People that have superpowers."

He holds up a hand and the blue armor she likely saw him wearing just a few minutes earlier at the meeting spreads up and around it.

"The people that can do cool stuff that's weirdly good at using to beat up bad guys. You saw me in the suit earlier with the blue blue field around us, right?"

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

........

Temperance is staring at the dangling man and then over at the other one - with the blue armor... "How is that possible?!"

[ravaged-rose.livejournal.com]

"Oh boy, you're one of those people that gets all hung up on science and explaining the shit out of everything aren't you?"

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robbie is staring as well. He shakes his head.

"It shouldn't be possible. But neither should us be whisked away onto some crazy spaceship."

[oopshitrefresh.livejournal.com]

The Doctor gave Robbie a weird look.

"How isn't that possible?"

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robbie shrugs.

"On my world, aliens don't exist. No little green men or super heroes. All fictional."

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

An arm drapes around Robbie's shoulder.

"See, that's what they want you to think."

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

Temperance's lips pull down and she's actually pouting for a minute. "There's nothing wrong with science," she announces with a firm shake of her head.

She takes a deep breath. "And on my planet there aren't any aliens or... Supers either." She paused, her head tilting a bit to the side.

"Though there's no saying there aren't aliens some where, it's only logical that there's life on some distant planet. But, we haven't found any of those planets in my time."

[oopshitrefresh.livejournal.com]

"They're probably avoiding you," comes out before the Doctor can stop it.

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

Robert eyes the strange Limey who is invading his personal space.

"Who's this 'they' you're talking about?" He blinks and shoots the Doctor an even stranger look, somewhere between a glare and vaguely amused.

"I'd rather avoid them too, thanks."

[kindofscary.livejournal.com]

"I believe, statistically speaking, that it would be more efficient if we listed the Theys we're not talking about."

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

She has no idea what they're talking about now. "What? Who would be avoiding me and why?"

[deputyjo.livejournal.com]

"So we got left behind. Big friggin deal. We should be talking about what we're going to do while the others are gone."

Yes, Jo is trying to steer the conversation to something useful.

[foursleeves.livejournal.com]

"Show of hands we watch Happy Gilmore?"

[ford-sawyer-815.livejournal.com]

Sawyer is looking much less pissed off after finally being released from the observation deck, even if 'released' meant that he got energy tentacle dragged out.

"Well, I don't know about you, sweet cheeks," he says with a rather inappropriate grin, "but I got a copy of Penthouse and nice bed down in the Vatican callin' my name."