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There's Snow Place Like Home [Bendytimed to between the Ohm simulation and the Second Life plot]

A recent walk through the hangar had confirmed to Jamie that the TARDIS had been put back into whatever place it was that Stacy stored ships when their owners were in the pods. Overall, it didn't make too much difference - none of them had been able to get into it anyway. Still, he had liked to slip away from time to time just to take a look at it and remember the adventures he had gone on with the Doctor. Part of him had been hoping somehow that it would have stayed somewhere where he could do that again. Even though he hadn't really admitted it to his friends, he missed the Time Lord not being around.

So it may not come as much of a surprise that the Sensoriums currently has a TARDIS in it. The wide expanse of snow surrounding it might be a little more unusual, but it does provide an easy way to figure out where the current creator of this particular scenario would be - should anyone care to follow the Jamie-sized footprints to the door of the seemingly blue wooden box. If not, well, there's a lot of the white stuff just sitting around waiting for someone to do something with it.

((OOC: Jamie is in the TARDIS if you want to pester him but if for some reason anyone wants to just use the setting for their own-snow related threads, feel free. Just mention somewhere if you're going in the TARDIS or if you want Jamie to come outside.))

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Turlough walked in the snow. He was surprised when he saw the TARDIS there, immediately hating himself for the beat of hope that he got. Of course it wasn't real, he was gone, he was always going to be gone, leaving him here with these people before he'd even had a chance to meet up with him again.

Turlough walked up the TARDIS and gave it a hard kick. Which he reflected after he let out a Trion curse, wasn't terribly wise and quite painful.

Inside the simulated TARDIS, Jamie - after a bit of fiddling - had managed to get the monitor turned on. It had been awhile since he had a chance to use it, and he was pleased...for all of about three seconds, until he realized there really wasn't going to be anything interesting outside unless he thought it up.

He had just been about to turn away to go see what else he could remember using from the console when he caught a glimpse of another crew member, just as the other man gave the TARDIS a good, hard kick. Jamie frowned, irrationally annoyed by the gesture. He moved around to throw the lever that would open the doors leading outside.

A moment later, a rather annoyed looking Scotsman stuck his head out from the blue doors and scowled at Turlough. "Hey, what do ye think ye are doing?"

"Hurting my foot," he muttered back with a glare. Obviously, was the clear addition to the end of his sentence.

"Well, I'm not the one that decided it would be a good idea to kick the TARDIS," Jamie replied. Honestly, what was it with people coming in and attacking the things he thought up? First it was that very strange man who had set the moors on fire, and now this guy.

He folded his arms against his chest. "What made ye decide to go and do that, anyway?"

"Well, it was a stupid question," he muttered, sounding more embarrassed by it but still peeved. "Frustration." Why else do you kick things? He hardly expected to send it flying across the snow.

"Aye, well, when I'm frustrated, I don't go taking it out on other people's things." Not too often, anyway. But the answer seems to have mollified Jamie, and the his expression lightened somewhat, the scowl disappearing.

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to tell me who ye are, at least?" It seems only fair to find out who he's talking to, after all.

"Turlough," he replied, not about to explain why the TARDIS in particular earned his wrath.

Well, if he had, Jamie might have been more willing to invite Turlough inside where it was warmer. Right now, though, he doesn't seem like he's really willing to budge from where he's standing. Turlough is given a slightly thoughtful look. The other man must be one of the newer crew, but he still looks somewhat familiar.

"I'm Jamie. Hey, wait... You're in Engineering, are ye not?"

Every hacker needs to have a mischievousness streak. That was part of what turned them from plain old programmers to hackers, after all.

And sometimes a prank on a friend wasn't a bad idea either. Alex could only think of one person who would have the TARDIS in the sensoriums. Jamie.

With sensorium-made gloves, Alex packed up a few snow balls and pushed open the door to the TARDIS, calling out, "Jamie?"

"Yes," he replied, as if it were an accusation levelled at him.

Jamie seems to be occupied with rummaging through a large wooden chest that's been pushed up against one of the walls of the TARDIS, pulling things out and frowning at them before setting them aside. "No, that's not it. No...no...och. Where did that wee thing get to?"

He's so caught up in searching that he fails to notice Alex approach until his name is called. Glancing up from the chest, he turns towards the direction of the sound with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

"Hey?"

Jamie's mouth pulled off to one side, briefly. He's a touchy sort, isn't he? "Look, there's no need to bite my head off. I thought I might have seen ye there, that's all."

Jamie does spend a fair amount of time in Engineering, helping out. Or, more accurately, standing by most of the time, watching, and handing over things when they're needed. Occasionally he gets to help with one or two things he's picked up on. Otherwise? He just tries to stay out of everyone's way.

"Well, unless ye go to the Drunken Dragon," he added. "I suppose I could have seen ye there as well."

Edited 2010-12-17 08:50 (UTC)

A snowball rushes towards Jamie headed directly for his knee as Alex continued to wear the sort of smile only his computer screen usually saw.

"No," he replied, wearily. "I don't really drink." That is a lie, he just knows better than to drink when he's depressed.

This plan works perfectly. Jamie's poor, unsuspecting knee is now festooned with snow, and the puzzled look is promptly replaced with a rather indignant one.

"Hey!"

He should have expected it, really, when he decided to stick the TARDIS in the middle of a field of snow. Right. Challenge accepted.

"Oh, I see. Let's find out how much ye like it, then!

Quickly, Jamie makes a dash for the still-open doors, all the better to get outside and getting some snow of his own for retaliation. It's a risky move - depending on how many snowballs Alex has, Jamie could get well-pelted before he gets outside. And yes, he could think up more snow inside the TARDIS, but where's the fun in that?

"Fair enough." He mostly goes there for the company, himself. Or, more specifically, to hang around one particular red-headed mechanic, who he rather wished was here at the moment. Kaylee would be much better at coming up with something to say to the rather taciturn man standing before him.

"Well, since you're here, is there anything ye need help with? Or would ye rather I leave ye alone to kick the TARDIS some more?"

Edited 2010-12-18 07:25 (UTC)

Alex had about four more with him, but he could only get one to fly true as he chased Jamie out the door. "Hold still so I c-can get you!"

The snowball smacks into Jamie's back, sending small bits of snow flying off around the TARDIS doors. "Ye want me to simply stand still and let ye hit me with those?", he asks, incredulously. Oh no, Jamie doesn't think so.

He dives outside, scooping up the snow with his bare hands, and makes a small sound as his fingers immediately get quite cold. No time to think up a pair of gloves just yet, though. Instead, he quickly packs a snowball and throws it at Alex as accurately as he can - considering he's still on the run to avoid being hit again.

"I'll not go down so easily!"

Alex gracefully caught the snowball with his face.

Shaking the snow of he bent over and made another snowball before chasing after Jamie some more and tossing another at him, laughing. He was so glad he had the time to think up gloves before his attack.

But really, how could he have not engaged his friend in a snowball fight when the TARDIS was surrounded with nothing but snow?

All Jamie needs to get gloves is a couple of seconds, and while Alex is making another snowball, he does just that, willing them into existence on his hands. Of course, this means that he's not quite as good about getting out of the way of the new missile and he gets beaned on the head.

He doesn't seem to mind, though. Far from it - he actually turns and grins back at the hacker after he's hit. Maybe he needed something like this to prevent him from getting too maudlin about missing the Doctor. And, hey, he can show Alex the TARDIS like he promised.

Later, that is, as he scoops up some more snow and hurls it towards Alex. The battle isn't over just yet.

Alex keeps laughing, even as he's pelted with more snow and it goes down his shirt and gets in his hood, causing Alice to squeak and scurry into the safety of a pocket rather than his hood.

He scoops up more snow and pats it into a ball, throwing it in Jamie's direction, and repeats it a few more times in succession.

As Jamie is running, he spots a snowdrift that looks as though might be a good place to take shelter behind. Before heading that way, he takes careful aim and throws his last snowball. With luck, Alex'll scramble to avoid it and give Jamie a chance to get to the snowdrift.

And if not, oh well. He's still going to make a break for it.

Alex does, indeed, duck to avoid it, gathering up more snow in the same motion.

As he sees Jamie rushing towards the drift he shouts, "Ack! You c-can't hide!" The snow ball he throws, seems to disagree as it lands harmlessly in the drift.

"Oh, so ye think I'm hiding, then?" He's not - instead, he's merely taking advantage of a defensible position to restock. Alex had multiple snowballs earlier, so it's only fair that Jamie gets a chance to do the same. He hurriedly scoops together snow, packing it tight in a practiced motion, and setting the snowballs aside as fast as he can make them.

Just to prove he's still willing to fight, he pops up for half a second or so to spot Alex and send a snowball in his direction.

"Why don't ye come over here so I can prove ye wrong?"

Alex works on the same, dumping them back into his hood and into the Alice- free pocket. If Jamie was busy making snowballs, then he would have time as well. Unfortunately it distracts him from seeing the snowball flying at him, getting him hit again.

But Alex uses that as his cue to rush around the drift, pulling snowballs out of his hood as if they were arrows.

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Alex fares poorly in open combat XD