Entry tags:
- !location: planetside,
- !plot: marriage planet,
- alex furest,
- angie spica,
- anwei ayles,
- astrid hoffersson,
- athrun zala,
- axl,
- billy cranston,
- brother cargn,
- cagalli yula athha,
- celena vantari,
- claire redfield,
- dean winchester,
- dhianeila,
- eleventh doctor,
- eva,
- faiza hussain,
- farseer alastirra,
- fate testarossa harlaown,
- feldt grace,
- hit girl,
- hoshi hikari,
- howard bassem,
- jamie hemeros,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jono starsmore,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- karis needleteeth,
- katara,
- kaylee frye,
- kon-el,
- lacus clyne,
- lash,
- leon s. kennedy,
- lex luthor,
- lord zetta,
- luis sera,
- miku hinasaki,
- miranda lawson,
- nathan petrelli,
- nokosi,
- nura nal-dox,
- phillip,
- querl dox,
- rachel berenson,
- reinforce zwei,
- ronnae,
- samus aran,
- setsuna f. seiei,
- sherry birkin,
- sho fukamachi,
- signum,
- sonic the hedgehog (games),
- tim drake/red robin,
- trudy chacon,
- vindicator nehaalista,
- vivio takamachi,
- xander,
- yagami hayate,
- yzak jule,
- zoƫ shepard
Welcome to Orongo
Once those who decided to go along on the mission were gathered on the Obs Deck and had time to go over the mission briefing, the detachment procedures began.
As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.
Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.
Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.
Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.
[ooc: hold up until subthreads are set up]
[ooc2: ready! feel free to tag!]
As with the missions before, the doors to the Obs Deck closed before it detached itself from Stacy, tethered by a massive umbilical cord. Those who had been on missions before would find the experience familiar if still somewhat unpleasant, but for those of whom this was their first mission, the sudden lack of gravity and lurching feeling as they entered the atmosphere would come as a surprise.
Thankfully though, the ride was quickly over as they landed safely on the planet below, the gravitational dampeners of the Obs Deck gently dropping the crew members back on their feet. One of the walls opened up, forming a ramp to the ground below. There was a sudden, slight gust of air as the door opened as the thick air rushed in. Even so, the air felt quite warm and refreshing.
Looking outside, the crew would see the bright yellow sun looming overhead, quite close in comparison to the sun on most planets. A handful of small, silver clouds dotted the blueish purple sky.
Ahead of them stood a rather impressive looking plateau, surrounded by a tall, ornate stone wall which was covered in tribal markings. Directly ahead was a large gate through the wall, with several small stone buildings in front of it. Beyond the gates, a larger settlement could be seen. Surrounding the plateau and covering the surrounding region were numerous strange, blue and purplish trees and plants.
[ooc2: ready! feel free to tag!]
no subject
Speak of the devil. The Doctor has a habit of simply popping up where he simply wasn't there before, the Doctor at Billy's shoulder. There's no telling exactly how long he's been there already. Inviting himself in, as he always does, the Doctor gives the little band of humans a grin that's anything but worried. Marriage ceremonial, eh? He isn't terribly concerned. If he can handle Amy's and all those weddings in the past, he can certainly handle one here. Besides, he suspects this will be one of those things that don't count (no real chapel, right?) and seeing as Jamie isn't going to be phoning him every two seconds, he could say there're worse people to be paired up with.
The Doctor moves to stand next to Jamie, clapping him on the shoulder, making up for his grumpiness.
"I'm sure it'll be very educational." Although the last time someone had sang him a song of spirit, it was...The Doctor looks around, just a quick glance. No Ood. He has to say that's a relief. He'd gotten used to this body, after all, even if it's all arms and knees, nevermind the hair. "Just follow my lead. Don't worry, I've sat through plenty of weddings."
The Doctor turns to Jamie's friends, taking in Billy and Kaylee. Now he hadn't been there for the entire conversation, so maybe he missed this:
"So what about the two of you? Partnered together, are you?" The Doctor ventures a guess.
no subject
"Sure we'll learn plenty, even if it'll be awkward for most. Don't worry so, Jamie."
At the Doctor's last question, though, Kaylee could only stare at Billy for a few seconds before bursting out into giggles again. "'Fraid not. Billy's got himself a gal already~"
no subject
"It's not exactly the sort of education I normally pursue," Billy muttered, pausing to take it all in. But it would be fine. He was convinced then that Jamie and the Doctor would get through this just fine.
But first? Billy suddenly had to glare at Kaylee and fight down an embarrassed flush. "Right, I'm marrying Ronnie," he explained, looking off to the side to catch a glimpse of his future girlfriend. "Kaylee has no trouble at all with finding a partner."
no subject
He knows, though, that it's important that they cooperate so they can get to what they need. And...he supposes he's not winding up with some complete stranger. The fact that it's the Doctor does help things a bit. There's worse people to get married to. Besides, it's not like they have to stay married. Or go off and work off any extra energy, come to think about it.
"Och, fine," he finally says, although he's not sounding thrilled about it. "I'll marry ye, Doctor." Abruptly, he turns to face the Time Lord and points a finger at him. "But no dressing me up like a lassie this time, do ye hear me?"
no subject
His eyes flick down to the kilt when Jamie tries to shake a finger at him and get stern. Something about wearing a dress. The Doctor is almost tempted to point out that he's in some ways almost there with the kilt but...actually, he'll never admit this, but there's been some days were he used to think Jamie had a good idea with the kilt. Good draft, very airy. But he's stuck with the plantsuit and his clothes and Jamie has his well-taken care of kilt and they're going to get married. Sort've.
The Doctor has to admit, he never could have predicted getting (temporarily) married to an ex-dead man.
Just when sometimes he thinks the universe can't surprise him anymore.
The Doctor pats Jamie's shoulder to encourage him, even if Jamie's determined to do the frowning for everyone in the little group and he's actually doing a very good job, too. Jamie might not be able to hack his way out of a wooden box but it's not like he isn't talented in other aspects. This, for example. And he's got a very good aim. Among other things. The Doctor drops his hand from Jamie's shoulder, looking from Kaylee to Billy back to Kaylee again, following their exchange as if it's a somewhat interesting table tennis match.
"It does explain why there's so many of us together," the Doctor says, thinking outloud. "Better chances of getting whatever this artifact is if there are more pairings. Couplings. Whatever you feel like calling it."
no subject
Oh, but do her eyebrows go up when Jamie starts talking about dressing like a girl. "Again, Jamie?" she asks, genuinely curious. "It's happened before, has it?"
no subject
"There were certainly enough dresses to go around in the wardrobe," Billy commented idly, but he did feel bad for Jamie. Didn't want to push too far, lest someone decide it would be grand to force him in a dress too.
"But I doubt anyone will have to wear one. Don't worry."
no subject
"Aye," he admits. "They were disguises, ye see." That's the important part, of course. It's not like Jamie willingly dresses up in gowns for a lark, kilt or no. There is a very large difference, in his mind, between the two. Even if no one else ever seems to notice it.
"And Dean would be daft if he didn't marry ye," he adds to Kaylee. It's meant to be an aside, but there a very subtle change in his tone. For a moment, it's much softer than it was before - but then it's gone again as he continues. "The Doctor's right. The more people that can get through this, the better chance we have of getting this artifact thing."
no subject
And yes, Billy's completely right. If they ever do need to resort to disguises, the wardrobe is probably up to the challenge.
"Thank you, Jamie," the Doctor says, looking at the little party all assembled. It's much too small to call a proper assembly, however. "Still, lovely planet as this is, probably should stick in touch. Phone each other in case you see anything interesting."
And he doesn't just mean "interesting" as in experiencing a new planet's rituals and cultures type of interesting. The Doctor trusts that two perfectly capable engineers and Jamie will have it under control. From what he's seen of Kaylee and Billy, they're capable, observant human beings. And Jamie's Jamie. Really all that needs to be said on the matter.
no subject
Kaylee snaps back to the present just in time to hear Jamie's comment on Dean, and she can't help but turn a little pink. "We'll see. He's made it plenty clear he ain't the house-n-home type." As much as she thinks he'd be good at it. Stubborn men and their even more stubborn thoughts, leave it to a Winchester.
Oh, but right, there's an actual mission going isn't there. She nods in agreement with the Doctor, looking back toward the wall. No telling what waits on the other side of that thing for them, and there's really only one way to tell. "Stick close to your partner, too. Don't want folk gettin' lost in there. No tellin' what's waiting, shiny as the place seems."
no subject
He shuffles the ring to his other hand. "I don't think staying close will be a problem, right?"
no subject
"Aye," he agrees, looking down at his own comm ring. He's always worn it on the right hand, so he doesn't have to move that at least. "Don't worry. I'll not wander off."
Well, probably not. He's not terribly good at that, but he's definitely got a reason to try, at least.
"Come on, Doctor, let's go."