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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,
- zoë 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.
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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.
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As for metals, he's not sure. Possibly? He thinks he detected iron, if iron fell face first into some helium and somehow popped out...whatever's actually in this rock. For once his usually accurate sense of taste and smell aren't helping him identify this rock and he's really only established that it's white, big, heavy and covered in little dimples. Pits, almost. Almost like pumice. The Doctor looks up at Karis, glad to see she's behaving herself with that boot, because he might've accidentally put himself within boot radius when he stopped at the rock.
Whew. The Doctor might be inching over to put the boulder between him and Karis in case that boot changes its mind. He also motions her to take a much closer look, as if they're just on a sightseeing trip.
"I haven't the faintest about what's in it," the Doctor admits. "Difficult to say what's considered useful in this universe, at least just from a few minutes out here."
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"...you know. Gold, silver, iron, copper, saronite, fel iron... anything I can use to make stuff with. Otherwise... it's just a rock. Hell, I could see rocks like this all over the place back home!" She drags a claw across the surface of said rock for emphasis. "There's nothing different about it at all."
ha, don't kill him :P
"Enough of that, thank you! ...Oh -- look what you did."
There's a long scratch in the rock now. The Doctor frowns up at Karis, looks like he's of the mind to shake a finger at her (maybe even two fingers, but he's not that cross) and tries to make the best of the damaged rock. The Doctor reaches into his pocket and dabs lightly at the rock with a plaid handkerchief, collecting the powder along the edges of the scratch. He inspects the residue. Finding something about it satisfactory, he balls up the handkerchief and stuffs it into his pocket.
Right. No more flowers or rocks for Karis here.
The Doctor by then has noticed the crowd around a squat fellow, who seems to be fielding questions. Giving up trying to rub out the scratch on the rock, the Doctor stands on his tiptoes.
"Is that our host?" The squat fellow looks very host-like. Friendly, too.
don't think she's not tempted.
She trails off, glowering. No, she does not care about their prospective host. She does not care about the mission.
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The Doctor makes sure the handherchief is tucked neatly into his pocket, patting it down as he flicks a sidelong glance at Karis.
"Karis, I just finished saying we're on a brand new planet. Rocks could be alive, flowers could be about a step away from coming up with a cure for the common cold," the Doctor pauses, then corrects himself. "Or whatever they have here instead of the common cold. It's not as common as you think, actually."
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"...I don't get why you're so concerned with life. With... stuff."
She waves a clawed hand. He seemed decent enough for a breather and at least he wasn't trying to burn her out. "Everything ends up dead in the end anyway, so why bother?"
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"And time runs out in the end. The universe just goes up like that," the Doctor snaps his fingers. "No fuss, no blaze of glory; not many people around to even see it. Doesn't mean you can't enjoy what's there."
After all, it's a lovely boulder, Stacy's a lovely, if odd ship, and he does care for all his friends across time and space, even the short-lived ones like the humans. Just because he knows they'll die or he's been to a time period where not only are they dead, but so is the Earth, doesn't mean he'll stop caring. The Doctor tries to figure out what to say to Karis, to show her the world as he sees it. He can give however many speeches he wants, in whatever languages he feels like -- or even musically, like Tir of Antion -- but really, this is one of those things Karis needs to sort out on her own.
The Doctor might dabble in selective non-interference but this? This he'll gladly leave to Karis.
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She laughs, "Shit, already did. Ended up here. Wasn't expecting that."
She settles against the rock, armor scraping over the stone as she folds her arms. "No, I don't know if I'll make it to the end of the universe or not. But I plan on making sure I can damn well control when I go out and what's happening when I do."
Because being yanked around by cosmic fate really rubs her raw.
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The Doctor is regarding her with a neutral expression: right now, it's not friendly or hostile. It just is. "I hardly think the universe is interested in one specific individual, Karis," he says. "Despite what you think. Ever think that the more you try to assert control, the harder it gets? Pure control's impossible."
And oh has he seen countless civilizations and lifeforms try, all over the universe, all over time. Lifeforms bigger than the both of them tried and failed, over and over. Found out the hard way. Even he'd dabbled in it, something he's not particularly proud of. So yes, the Doctor thinks he knows a thing or two about trying to get control.
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She swings her rather eerie gaze back toward the Doctor and snorts. She recognizes that expression. Or at least thinks she does. "Yeah, in the grand scheme of things, no one cares about me. No one really gives a shit about the end or beginning of my life. I know that. But that doesn't mean I'm going to sit still and not try and get better. That I'm not going to try. I can't control everything, but there are things I can and I'm not going to let those just drift by me without reaching out and taking them."
She shifts a few pebbles with a boot. He's really not bad, for a breather. At least he puts up with her (or maybe she puts up with him). "Besides, I can't control the whole universe. Gotta respect the cosmos, because it's a big place and it'll smack you if you try for too much, too fast."