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First Leap - Rift - [action]
[Traveling with the Doctor, it is all but a physical impossibility to experience a truly boring or dull day. One would think, throughout the universe, there were boring days aplenty...but in Rose's experience, the TARDIS seemed only to zoom in on the really interesting ones.
Torchwood is proof that's exactly what the TARDIS did, because it is fully capable of mind-numbingly boring days, and even as a field agent there are days full of nothing but paperwork.
Today is not one of the boring days. There are rifts erupting all over London and swallowing groups of people, and no one can quite pinpoint why. One of the scientists holed up in the lab has a theory, though, and that's why she's out today instead of at the Tower trying to find answers. There's a disturbance in a part of the city that the tech thinks is the prelude to a rift, and they want devices monitoring it. She's volunteered to be the one to do it just to get a look at the rift to see if she can suss it out.
...Unfortunately, the estimation of the Torchwood scientist is off. The rift, when it opens is right on top of where she's stationed across the street. She's just able to radio for help and glimpse the dark maw of the rift's innards before everything cuts out.
And she awakes with a start in a bed that's certainly not her own. She's still dressed properly, so the disorientation doesn't last too long. It's clear that somehow the rift has connected her to another point in space--or another point in time, but she's hoping it's just space at this point.
If that's so, that meant that the other people who vanished might have been brought here too...and if someone's behind this, they might just be around here as well. So, with a brief glance about the room she's in and a note to come back and explore it later, she makes her way out to explore the rest of the house and find anyone else who might have been swept up by the rogue rifts.]
Torchwood is proof that's exactly what the TARDIS did, because it is fully capable of mind-numbingly boring days, and even as a field agent there are days full of nothing but paperwork.
Today is not one of the boring days. There are rifts erupting all over London and swallowing groups of people, and no one can quite pinpoint why. One of the scientists holed up in the lab has a theory, though, and that's why she's out today instead of at the Tower trying to find answers. There's a disturbance in a part of the city that the tech thinks is the prelude to a rift, and they want devices monitoring it. She's volunteered to be the one to do it just to get a look at the rift to see if she can suss it out.
...Unfortunately, the estimation of the Torchwood scientist is off. The rift, when it opens is right on top of where she's stationed across the street. She's just able to radio for help and glimpse the dark maw of the rift's innards before everything cuts out.
And she awakes with a start in a bed that's certainly not her own. She's still dressed properly, so the disorientation doesn't last too long. It's clear that somehow the rift has connected her to another point in space--or another point in time, but she's hoping it's just space at this point.
If that's so, that meant that the other people who vanished might have been brought here too...and if someone's behind this, they might just be around here as well. So, with a brief glance about the room she's in and a note to come back and explore it later, she makes her way out to explore the rest of the house and find anyone else who might have been swept up by the rogue rifts.]
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no matter- things were back to normal and now he could get back to worrying about fixing the TARDS-or rather get the coordinates to work right. He was moving quickly towards his room with a mallet in hand and stops dead at the sight of the blond he sees in the hall.]
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But at least it's not long before she spots someone else. That's a good sign, at least. She picks up her pace, and lifts a hand in a wave. It's possible that she might not be caught anywhere, and she didn't want to frighten someone off talking like a nutter.]
D'you know where we are? [She flashes her most endearing grin.] Think I got turned around...oh...back in London?
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Oh, it might be awhile before you get back there, I think.
[...should he tell her who he is immediately or come up with a fake name to give her? ...Oh but the name he used to use all the time would be too obvious- she'd know who he was.]
You'll probably find- you're stuck. As a matter of fact we all are. There should be a welcome pack on the way- things have just gotten a bit.. jumbled.
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Right. Because of the rift, yeah? [She smiles again and takes his offered hand, still friendly and relaxed. So they were trapped, but she still needed answers.] Just a bit jumbled how? Where are we?
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[...he was going to give himself away]
We had people working on a very simple and straightforward explanation of why we're all here. But they've all been 'written out' so to speak. We're still not sure how it happens- but somehow you've been landed the story book of some teenage girl.
[and in the midst of his rambling he thought of an awesome name to give her!]
I'm James, by the way. James Morrison...ton.... James Morrisonton.
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[He's still not sure what to make of half of the styles of dress he's run across here, but it's not enough to interrupt his mild smile, particularly not when she's obviously .... far too tense to be used to the normal state of the halls here.]
Beg pardon, m'lady - you seem lost?
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She offers a chastised smile.]
A...bit...yeah. Got a bit turned around in the...y'know, the...?
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[As calm as he is, there's a small note of wry annoyance on "kidnapper" - he's not about to get upset over it at this point, but neither is he entirely happy with it.]
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Yeah. That.
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I don't believe anyone here has made sense of how it happens; I imagine if they had, we wouldn't be here.
You can relax, for now; it seems mostly safe here, at the moment. [The qualifiers are delivered as a smooth, natural part of the sentence, with no special emphasis.]
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Orz. This took so long trying to find an answer. ;_;
Tis np
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[In Person]
Oh hello.
You look a little lost, is everything alright?
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A...bit lost, yeah.
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You just arrived here, didn't you? You don't know where you are?
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Yeah, that'd be about it.
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Don't try and work out how you got here or exactly where you are or why, we don't know any of that. We're trapped in this big house, there are quite a few other people here.
It has something to do with an Author, that's honestly all I can tell you.
I'm Lucy, by the way, Lucy Saxon.
Re: [In Person]
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I take it you're new to the Manor?
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A bit, yeah.
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Am I? Well it's a pleasure to meet you. Did you have any questions that I might be able to answer for you....?
[A sheepish smile.]
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..Ah, I don't believe I ever caught your name.
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Hello! You're new, aren't you?
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A bit new, yeah.
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What is your name? Mine is Misa Amane!
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Promise you won't laugh? Even though... it is pretty funny.
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