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Wednesday, August 11th, 2010 09:37 pm
Stoneface, I do not believe it would be wise of me to patrol today. I must [lots of pentaps] adjust to this new state before I am best able to carry out my duties, although I believe my physical combat skills have not been affected.

Ro Fred, when you are feeling well enough there is something I must speak to you about.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 01:49 am (UTC)
[I'm sorry, Handmaiden, were you expecting a coherent response? The bottom of this page is now severely singed and has hints of a water stain before Stoneface's harried reply.]

Bloody hell.

I don't think things are quite right today, Handmaiden.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 02:01 am (UTC)
Lost it, have you? I suppose it's safe [singe singe singer] safer for you not to patrol with it.

It's godsdamned magic.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 03:42 am (UTC)
I'd accept your help if I thought you could do anything with this. I hope I can control the damn stuff soon, though. Magic's bad enough without it spewing out of my fingers.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 01:50 am (UTC)
a connection severed? hidden perhaps.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 01:56 am (UTC)
there are thoughts running through his head over and over from all directions
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 02:11 am (UTC)
psychic, reader, yes, people speak without talking now
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 02:35 am (UTC)


Where are you now?

he's been staying with Inara most of the day but she needs her sky.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 03:38 am (UTC)
Lots of people down here, I'll find someone.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 04:08 am (UTC)


Should be easy, lots of movements, lots of thinking "I need to go back home for something" to follow.
Edited 2010-08-12 04:09 am (UTC)
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 04:46 am (UTC)
[Sylvar's not going to write anything here, but she'll definitely be asking if Simon's "safe" and if she should leave. She knows him from a distance and doesn't want to be paranoid about Handmaiden's friends.]
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 02:45 am (UTC)
[She finally sees this in the evening (since she ended up sleeping most of the day). Her writing is pretty much back to normal.]

I believe I am as adjusted to the new state of affairs as I can be, Handmaiden. What is it you wish to speak with me about?
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 03:25 am (UTC)
I see.

[Pause]

Where would you like to meet?
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 04:10 am (UTC)
That sounds perfectly fine.

[[ooc: I assume we're quicklogging this?]]
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 05:25 am (UTC)
[It took Fred a little longer than anticipated to leave her house; she was feeling vulnerable with only one heart beating. Not to mention the feeling that she couldn't quite catch her breath still hadn't left her, so she had taken the time to repair the hilt of a rather nice sword she had found in the Scrapyard just the week before. It had only taken perhaps eight minutes, since she had been working on this one for a few days already, but she would have to hurry a bit now--she didn't want to make Handmaiden wait too long for her to arrive.

Strapping a scabbard she had found in the same area (and repaired earlier in the week) to her belt, she slipped the sword into it. A perfect fit, just as she had thought.

She slipped out the door with a murmured excuse to 00--"Going for a walk, be back soon"--she started off briskly toward the lift.

By the time she made it to the arena, she was walking quite a bit more slowly, slightly flushed and sweating a little from trying to walk at her normal speed the entire way. She was also trying not to hyperventilate--probably because of the illusion of shortness of breath, she had caught herself doing that several times even when lying still. After that walk, she was having to concentrate to stop herself from doing it.

She spotted the white-haired person standing in the arena almost immediately.]
Ah, hello. I do hope you haven't been waiting too long.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 11:51 pm (UTC)
Ah... good. [Fred gives into the temptation to bend over slightly and rest her hands on her knees. Oddly enough, it seems to help.] Mmm, I'm alright. I'm just not nearly as used to this whole being-Human business than I had thought, that's all.

[Fred was finding the day a bit warmer than perhaps she would normally, but she had decided it was an unexpected side-effect of her new situation. It wasn't unbearable, just a bit uncomfortable. At Handmaiden's gesture, though, she nodded.] Yes, perhaps that would be better. Thank you. [Straightening up again, she started walking in that direction.]
Edited 2010-08-12 11:52 pm (UTC)
Friday, August 13th, 2010 03:15 am (UTC)
[Fred only nods silently... for once, she is glad there are no other Gallifreyans in Edensphere. Bad enough that she only has one heart and suddenly needs to eat and sleep a good deal more; it would be horrible to know there was one of her people within the Sphere, and be unable to sense him or her. She fully sympathized with any of the many people who had abruptly found themselves in just that situation.

Sitting, she rests her elbows on her knees and laces her fingers together, prepared to hear Handmaiden out. She quirks an eyebrow at the odd phrasing--'given' a memory crystal?--but doesn't say anything. But when Handmaiden mentions that the memory she saw was in reality Fred's, her mouth falls open slightly. The idea of one of her memories being seen by another is something that Fred had never thought of, though she had known of the possibility of it happening ever since she had gotten Aurora's memory herself.

It takes her a moment to think of what to say. In the end, all she can manage is,]
...how do you know it was mine?
Monday, August 16th, 2010 03:29 am (UTC)
[Fred's heart thumped distressingly, reminding her again that she only had one now, as Handmaiden identified which of Fred's memories she had witnessed--only in one had the Doctor called her by name. Which made it... the corners of Fred's mouth turned down slightly. It was perhaps the worst memory anyone else could have gotten, as far as Fred was concerned--she herself had no idea why she would not wish to go back to Gallifrey, which made it the one memory she could not even begin to explain. It still troubled her, on the nights she could not sleep.]

...I see. [She shook her head] I, too, have experienced another's memory before, and the crystal looked precisely the same as a normal one. There was no possible way you could have known. [She looked away slightly, and heaved a sigh, trying to regain her composure.] Thank you for telling me, Handmaiden.
Monday, August 23rd, 2010 04:15 am (UTC)
It appeared just after the fire, during the time I was forced to convalesce after... [She paused and cleared her throat lightly. Talking about her brush with death was a little awkward, even with the woman who had saved her life.] In any case, it appeared in my rations one day, without warning. I touched it without seeing it, so in all honesty I could not say if it looked the same as a crystal that would have given my one of my memories back. All I can say with any certainty is that it did look the same after it gave me the memory.
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 04:58 am (UTC)
It takes adjusting. But it is a challenge. You are all right?
Thursday, August 12th, 2010 07:48 pm (UTC)
I understand. If you wish to spar to make it easier I am available!
Friday, August 13th, 2010 02:46 am (UTC)
I must get used to fighting without what ever it is I use! Energy!

[IT TOTALLY DOES.]
Friday, August 13th, 2010 06:27 am (UTC)
You are correct! It shall not!
Saturday, July 21st, 2012 09:35 pm (UTC)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMzgVshG6CI
Monday, July 23rd, 2012 04:09 pm (UTC)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMzgVshG6CI