Black Ninja

Doctor Who: The Multiverse (1x1 RP between Magic 223 and Black Ninja)

Universe 1:


His name was the Doctor? He looked serious when he stated it. What parents named their kids "Doctor?" Deciding to take it at face value, Miranda watched as the Doctor explained that they should find what the aliens were looking for first. That made sense. Find whoever was behind it. When he ducked behind the plants, she did so as well, though not sure exactly why. When he stated they were looking for a non-human she was a bit surprised at that. Then he just casually stated that it meant bad news for him. Wait, he wasn't human?" She wondered a bit surprised. He looked as human as her. However, before she could ask him on it, he continued.

As he explained, she nodded, trying to keep up. "So the aliens are like interstellar police that are after a criminal. Which is not you but is it not human either." She frowned. "As for the computers, there is a security office on the fifth floor." She informed him. She remembered it well as she had been assigned to watch the monitors one time when they were looking for several hostile individuals. "Come with me." She told him heading up the stairs. They were just ahead of the aliens and she could hear their boots echoing in the stairway. "If you they aren't after you," She stated. "Why are you hiding from them?" She looked at him sharply as she made her way onto the fifth floor. But then again, she was a police officer. Some people seemed to think that they were all bad and therefore wanted to avoid them, even if they were innocent. It was a bit annoying sometimes. Apparently this man was similar. "In here." She said pushing open the door to the office and nodding to several computer banks. There was no one in the room, the security probably all taking off to keep everyone calm. But then again, she hadn't seen a security officer at all yet. Had they cut the budget?

Turning, she looked out the door. People were still freaking out. In a matter of a few minutes, the aliens would be up here and things might get out of hand. "I'll let you play with that. I'm going to see if I can do anything." She couldn't just stand around and do nothing. She had to get involved. Heading out the door, she made her way down the hallway. Thankfully, the hallway was fairly empty as most people were in the rooms, frightened. Hearing an unusual noise, she stopped and entered one of the rooms. A person enclosed in complete black, motorcycle gear or something, stood there with the helmet on. The noise stopped and a woman rose, a straw in her hand, inches away from her lips. Their eyes locked for a second, before Miranda caught sight of the man on the ground, dead.

"Get her." The woman cried to the black figure.

Having an opponent ran at you gave one such a great defensive advantage. Using their momentum against them saved you on energy as well as made it easier for a smaller opponent to face off against a larger opponent. With that in mind, Miranda used the figure's momentum to flip him over, forcing him to land on his back. The figure rebounded far quicker than she expected and came at her. Dodging his grasp she struck only to find that his surface was far to rubbery. Her pause gave the figure enough time to backhand her sending her out of the room. Jumping up she stood, her back to the railing waiting for the figure to attack. The figure lowered his head and charged at her. Moving away, she winced as he hit the railing and instead of stopping, flipped over and fell. Going over to the edge she peered over. The thing hit the ground knocking over one of the aliens. Quickly several others came over and fired lasers at it, turning the figure into a glob of rubber. She winced and ducked out of sight.

Turning, she re-entered the room only to find that the woman was gone. Running back to the computer room she found the Doctor slightly still toying with the computers. "I think I found your alien friend." She told him. Then she quickly explained how she had found the woman, a straw at her lips and the rubber like figure. He was obliterated by the alien police on the first floor. Assuming the fall didn't kill him." She stated. Though she hated to be the cause of the man's death there had been no time to really save him. And even though it was self-defense, undoubtedly his death will haunt her just like all the others.

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Universe 2


He felt a bit stupid. No Vastra had not sent her. She had just followed him up on her own. How had she done that? Perhaps he was not as careful as he should have been. He smiled sadly as she declared she was not leaving until she got answers. Ah those were the days. Then she proceeded to ask a bunch of questions. What was his name? What was she standing on? Did he actually live up her on the clouds in a box? He waited until she finished asking questions and stating the obvious. A smile started to toy on his lips as she finished up. She was good. If he hadn't seemed sincere about not knowing who Vastra was, he would have guessed that Vastra had indeed sent her. "Clouds. Yes. And no I'm not sulking." He responded though there was a flicker of what he used to be in his eye.

He smiled briefly as she blinked. “You are standing on clouds. And Yes I live in this blue box on top of the clouds.” Satisfied?” Apparently she wasn’t because she still wanted to know his name? Also what was going on with the snow and how on earth did snow remember? He held up his hands. “Whoa. Slow down.” He said. “First off, I’m the Doctor. And secondly, I don’t care what the snow does. I’m finished saving the world.”

He slowly circled in front of her. “Now you’re the odd one.” He told her matter-of-fact. “Able to follow me without detection, which actually probably wasn’t that hard as I hadn’t really been trying…” He stated flinging his hands around while he talked. Turning quickly he came back. “As well as find my ladder and climb up here.” He paused inches from her face, pointing his finger at her. “You Clara are an interesting girl. You know why?” He inquired stepping back and crossing his arms. “You aren’t just a barmaid.” He told her.

Despite the fact he didn’t want to help or do anything, her spunk and energy seemed to spark some enthusiasm in him. It was as if part of him was ready and willing to go investigate this farther. Part of him was already back and rearing to go. “You know why you aren’t just a barmaid?” He asked turning and walking toward the ladder. “Your hands. You attitude. Your manners.” He snapped his fingers. “My bet is you’re actually someone who works with the upper class but is only working as a barmaid to get some additional information. Or to help a friend out.” He added more to himself. “No matter.” He came back and looked at her. “So Clara, who are you and why should I help?”

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

Done. Finished. Got it posted up.
You can have it. Let me know if you need/want anything changed.
For Ten and Summer, I'm thinking a time skip to the next day is in order (unless you think otherwise).

Also, maybe after the party (ahhh. Summer hates parties...) most of the guests leave except the parents, the Doctor and Summer (everyone else has family/friends or other things and leave).
Then you can do your snowball fight (could be part of the party) OR sitting in the living room around the fireplace chatting. Mabel could ask them some questions and they can learn a bit more about her parents.
BTW: I'm thinking the Dad is more introverted (grunt, grunt) kind of guy. That's where Summer gets it from. Her mom is way to much of a social butterfly for her to get it from that side of the family. :D

Probably. But then again, if you make it a lot you get really good at it and probably learn some tricks. And just think how much pie you get to eat. :D
(yeah right.)

ehh... A bit. One of my classes is an independent study focused on learning app development. So that is a lot of fun. Spent some time working on a basic model to get a hang of the software.
I hope the post isn't to late for you. :D
Any changes you want - just let me know and then post accordingly. I'm going to get off in the next few minutes but I can go back and edit it when I get on tomorrow.
Have fun in class tomorrow

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

[Dimension 1]
The Doctor grinned cheekily. “Of course I’m right. Oy!” He exclaimed as she hit his arm playfully. Smiling, he took it good naturally. It was good to have a companion again. Someone who could keep him on his toes and help him remember the good in life. He had gone so long without a companion he had forgotten the benefits of having one. They helped keep your mind off of stuff you really did not want to remember. He smiled. Jen was good in that way. Little did she know that her being a ‘pillock’ as she called herself and forcing herself on him, helped him. Sure, he probably would have continued on without a companion for who knows how long, saving the world. But it just wasn’t the same.

As they browsed through the bookstore, the Doctor scanned the books, while keeping an eye on Jen. She didn’t look like she was going to use this as an excuse to get out of meeting her ex. No. He didn’t believe that. Not after she seemed to brighten up when he gave her his little speech. No, it was probably just because she was fascinated with books and needed to kill a little time before the meeting. Watching her look through the books, the Doctor made a mental note to show her the extensive library on the TARDIS. Of course, he wouldn’t show her the Gallifrey one. No. That was locked safely away. No one but him could enter. He had coded it so that none could enter. There were too many secrets that should never be reveled in there. No. He would show her the other extensive library. The one with books from almost every civilization and time period. He frowned. Maybe that wouldn’t be a good idea. He had to stir her away from too much knowledge of the future. Sure he could take her through all of time and space but he normally avoided the major capsules that could hinder her if she ever came back to earth.

Before he realized it, Jen had grabbed his hand and was taking him out of the bookstore. This was a first. Grinning at the irony, he just followed along, knowing that the next few moments was going to be very important to her. Pausing in the park, he listened as she started to tell him to wait. However, a young man came up and interrupted before she could finish. Glancing him over, the Doctor crossed his arms unimpressed. If this bloke dumped Jen then he wasn’t going to get any support from him. However, he did grin and give a small wave when he was introduced. “Hello.”

He could tell that the young man was a bit confused as she talked about him being an alien and traveling in a blue spaceship. Yeah, he saw that a lot. People would think he was crazy. However, Jen didn’t give the young man much time to ask about it as she just rambled on, talking to him. It was apparent that she had been thinking about this for some time and she just needed to get it off her chest. He smiled, as the young man was once again cut off. He should just keep his trap shut and wait until her steam ran out. That was the best thing to do. Otherwise, it wouldn’t matter.

As her words flowed out, the Doctor’s expression grew grimmer. There were times he disliked humans. Well not all of them. But a lot were completely selfish. They didn’t care what their actions did to others. This man’s casual betrayal of someone that was supposed to be dear to him irked the Doctor. Especially considering the man had no excuse and was reconsidering even coming. As Jen finished up and turned to walk toward the fountain, the Doctor stepped forward. “Run along, Drew boy. Go back to your meaningless life.” Whether it was his threating demeanor or the fact that the kid didn’t want to bother with anymore confrontation, the boy left.
The Doctor waited a few seconds, watching him go before heading over to Jen. Sitting down, he said nothing, just sat there.

There were times that words and actions were needed. Times were people needed to hear the truth and words of comfort. Some people preferred to hear lies that everything is better they just need to forget and move on. Not that it would help. However, there were other times when it was better not to say anything. When words would only get in the way. Sitting there, the Doctor believed now was that time – at least for the moment. He sat there letting Jen slowly say goodbye to that part of her life. His silence, hopefully her comfort. Staring at the fountain, he watched as the fountain he watched as the water fell into the pound only to be pulled back up and reused. A few other people walked around the park, none taking a second glance at the pair of them.

After a few moments of silence, the Doctor finally spoke. “Some people say that it goes away. That life will move on and this will soon be a passin’ memory.” He glanced over at her. “But there will always be a part of you that will remember this. That will feel the pain you feel today.” He shrugged. “And that’s alright. It’s part of life. Life wouldn’t be anything if there wasn’t sorrow in it. Some of the greatest triumphs and achievements come from sorrow and failure. Look at Edison.” He said waving to a street lamp. “It took him over ten thousand tries to create the light bulb. In fact, one reporter asked him what it felt like to fail. You know what he said? ‘Young man, why would I feel like a failure? And why would I ever give up? I now know definitively over 9,000 ways that an electric light bulb will not work. Success is almost in my grasp’.” The Doctor looked at Jen. “You can take your pain and anger and nurse it and let it turn into bitterness. I’ve seen it. It’s not easy to live with.” He frowned slightly. “Or you can let it help you grow. Make you into someone better, someone stronger.”

He looked away. It had been some time since he comforted someone. “You did the right thing.” He told her looking over at her. “If you hadn’t you would have regretted it.” He smiled, not his cheeky grin, just a plain old smile. “I’m proud of you.”

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[Dimension 2]
Summer appreciated the Doctor’s kindness. He was leaving it up to her. Letting her decide if she wanted to continue or head back to the TARDIS and go somewhere else. Before she could decide, her mother came back. A bit shy around the younger version of her mother, Summer just listened as the Doctor and her discussed what to do for the next few days. When her mother offered the cabin, Summer ducked her head to hide her smile. That was so like her. It didn’t matter if they were strangers. Mabel Fox, or Mabel Jones as was now, had never met a stranger. Another thing that had somehow missed her daughter.

As Mabel left, Summer took a drink thinking on the offer. She remembered the lodge. Shortly after her parents married, they had purchased it as their new home. She had many a found memory until it burned down when she was ten. She glanced up as the Doctor inquired if she would like to go to the party. Frowning thoughtfully, Summer didn’t reply right away. Instead, she waited for the Doctor to pay and then followed him outside. She didn’t see him get the key from Mabel but then again her mind was still thinking on the possibilities of staying or not.

As they walked, the Doctor didn’t pressure her. For that she was grateful. Most people, including an ex-boyfriend or two try to rush her when it came to making decisions. You think to slow. One friend had complained. It wasn’t that she thought slow, she just liked to take her time in deciding certain things. The decision to go or stay was important to her. If she left, there might never be a chance to come back. However, did she really want to risk sticking around? Did she have the guts to take this opportunity provided to her?

She didn’t say much as they walked. Occasionally as they passed something she recognized, she pointed it out to the Doctor. “Dad and I used to fish over there.” She told him. Or, “Mrs. Henderson used to live there. She used to make the awfullest tea.” She smiled at the memory. “But Mom said I had to be polite and drink it.” She made a face. “However, her biscuits were excellent and helped cover the taste.”

It was nice really. Recalling all the old places. The places she used to play. The alley she got into a fight with Tommy Sanders, a bully from school. Sure she got some bruises and her mother nearly threw a fit but she had given that kid a nice bloody nose and he never bothered her again. She smiled. Sometimes she wondered what her mother thought of her. Her looks, her introverted personality, and tomboyish attitude all came from her father. She couldn’t really think of anything major she got from her mother except for her love of tea.

The Doctor spoke up talking about presents and Summer glanced over at him. Presents? She had forgotten that tomorrow was Christmas. Just her luck. She had nothing really to give him. What did someone give a time traveler anyway? She frowned. What was a Zygon? She shook her head. “No. I don’t need anything.” She gave him a small smile. “This is a gift in of itself.” She told him.

Pausing at the bay she looked out over the water. Her mind finally deciding. “I’d like to go.” She told him looking over. His expression, though a bit guarded, seemed a bit down. She chuckled as she realized how it sounded. “Go to the party tomorrow.” She told him. Her smile faded and she glanced out over the water. “That’s if you still want to.” Technically, it was his time machine. Also, he said he didn’t stop for humans. He was a time traveler. He could go anywhere in the universe. Why would he want to stay in Dover and go to a Christmas party? Glancing at him from the corner of her eye, Summer understood why. He wanted to. If it meant this much to her, then he would do it. Why he cared so much for her, she didn’t understand but she was glad he was doing it.

Even though she had her parents almost all her childhood, a lot of memories had slipped away. Just being her had brought some back. Maybe this party would help her get a better understanding of her parents. An outside perspective, now that she was an adult. She looked back at the Doctor. “Well, should we go tell her, we accept?” Her eyes searched his face. She felt relief as he grinned and gave his response. Heart light, Summer turned and walked with him back the way they had come. As they walked, she chuckled. She had never been a partygoer. To many people around. But here she was not only going, but actually looking forward to it. If only for the fact that she knew her parents would be there and that tomorrow would be the day her father would ask her mother to marry him.

She smiled. That was something she couldn’t wait to see.

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

Ehh.. By time your reach the level I'm at your writing has to be decent otherwise your grades are effected and your professional image is impacted.
Also, I like to write stories. It's the grammar, structure, editing, I dislike. Also the interpretation. "Why is the cloud blue?"

It all depends. There are definitely times it is worth it. *nods*

Thanks. I got a few minutes now but not much time to do much.
I've been running around doing meetings, errands, work and school. I have a few seconds break before I must go back and do a bit more school. Then I have to go to another meeting before I can head home.
Yeah... But I should be on tonight...Hopefully. :D

Doctor Who: The Multiverse (1x1 RP between Magic 223 and Black Ninja)

Universe 1:


The alien leader started giving orders and Miranda watched as they started to break into teams. She frowned. Were they planning on rounding up everyone? Glancing back at the people in the lobby she noticed, once marked they were ignored. That was strange. A voice interrupted her musings and she looked over. It was the man again. Didn't he hear a word she said? Ah I'm the Doctor by the way. He told her. A doctor? He didn't look medical. He continued talking, grinning all the while. It was like a kid meeting Santa Claus or something. However, he quickly moved on and started talking about air and how they might not have long. Then he asked if she wanted to help him. As if not expecting an answer, he moved off, checking some humans. Maybe he was a doctor.

Realizing he probably was right about the air, Miranda went after him. They were in space. Why hadn't the air left as it was? Maybe the aliens or whoever they were, put up something. If they did, it would contain the air but not bring in fresh air. Maybe that was what the Doctor meant. "Officer Taylor." She offered coming up alongside him. At his quizzical expression, she pointed to her badge. "That's my name." She stated. He hadn't bothered giving her his first name and there was no need for her to give hers. "You mentioned something about the air. What can we do?" She walked along as they headed back up the stairs. They still had yet to run into any of the aliens which worked for her. She didn't know what exactly they were doing. She paused after the man blurted out some idea. "What kind of doctor are you again?" She inquired.

Whoever he was, he did know what he was talking about the air supply. Waving at a few people standing around, Miranda called out to them. "Start gathering oxygen tanks. We might need them soon." Looking her over, they nodded and scattered. She smiled. Having a uniform on did make things more helpful. Sounds of the aliens a few floors below them caused caused her to look back at the doctor man. "Any idea why these...things are here?" She asked. For some reason, she had a feeling he knew what they were and possibly why they were here. "When you checked a few of the people back there, how were they? Did the mark or whatever the alien did cause serious issues?"

She wasn't really scared or worried for herself. She seen death and faced it often enough that she wasn't to worried for her life at the moment. What concerned her was that there was a hospital full of people, some kind of rhino alien, and the oxygen was running out. What she didn't know was that there was a something even more dangerous lurking around in the hospital. Something that the aliens were after. Something, that if given the chance, would sacrifice so many humans to save her own skin.

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Universe 2


Inside his TARDIS, the Doctor tossed his hat on the control panel and made his way around it. "It's just you and me, ol' girl." He stated gently touching the knobs and controls as he passed by them. Not turning them on or anything, just gently stroking them. When it was all said and done, when everyone one had left there would always be him and the TARDIS. When he ran away from Gallifrey all those years ago, it was just him and her. Though he picked up companions along the way, it eventually always came back to him and his TARDIS. Maybe it would be easier that way. Maybe he should just stay within the TARDIS and not venture out again. He had given a lot to the universe and the universe did not care. Amy was gone. Rory was gone. Every companion he ever knew or loved was gone.

A knock on the door startled him out of his musings. Turning, he looked at the door surprised. Had he heard something? Was this solitude finally getting to him? For as long as he knew, he had always been running. Going after monsters, chasing villains, exploring the wonders of the universe. He didn't spend a lot of time resting or relaxing. Maybe this retirement was getting to his head and he was just hearing things. The knock came again and he realized that it had to be real. "Who would be knocking on the TARDIS?" He wondered allowed as he headed back that way. The TARDIS was parked up on some clouds. It moved when he wanted it to move. The only way up was a ladder that no one could see. You had to know where it was to even pull it down. How could someone come up and knock on the door?

Opening the door he expected to see someone. But no one was there. There had to be something. He heard the knock. "Perhaps I'm going mad." He muttered turning to go. Catching something from the corner of his eye, he turned and bent down. Picking it up he examined it. It was someone's scarf. "Now who's is this?" He wondered looking it over. He looked around the cloud. "Hello? Is anyone there? Vastra if this is some trick you are playing to get me involved, I won't have it." He stated. He shook his head. As he was about to go in, that's when she appeared. The young woman from earlier. He stared at her. "Clara is it?" He said, a bit puzzled how she got there. "How did...?" He looked toward the ladder. She must have seen him climbing up and followed him.

Walking over, he handed her back her scarf. "You shouldn't be here." He told her a bit put out. "You shouldn't have followed me." Her scowled at her but she just glared right back at him. Whoever, she was, she had spirit. Kind of nice actually. Might make a good companion. No! He was done. He was retired. "Did Vastra send you?" He asked looking her over. "Tell her I don't want anything to do with it anymore. I'm done." He shook his head, the weight of his years hanging heavily upon him. "I've given the universe so much already." He stated, his tone sad. Turning back, he spoke again, his voice raising a bit. "And how does it respond? Nothing. It doesn't care." It wasn't shouting but the words came out fairly strong. He looked at her, suddenly realizing something. "Vastra didn't send you did she? You just happened to follow me?"

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

Ah Math. Yes. Not many people like it. I hated in in High School but I liked it in college.
But then again, I was a more math-minded. English was the one I disliked. :D

Yes. Then you have to go wash the towel. So much easier to avoid it altogether if you could.

Alright. Have fun. And don't worry. I'll try to make sure I don't lose it.

Update: Yeah... Might not get it up right away... Sorry for that. Today is going to be a bit busy but I'll see if I can get a good chunk of it finished in between my meetings and work.

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

That is good. At least you don't have to worry about turning in a late project. :D
What class is it for?

Yeah shortening likes to stay on one's hands forever. You have to wash them, then wipe them hard on a towel and then maybe, just maybe you'll have it off.

Thanks but I should be alright. I'll look at it, maybe print it out so I can type and go back quickly without changing screens every two seconds.
I should have it done by the end of the day (we'll see). Tomorrow I will be busy so I'm not sure how much time I'll have. So my goal is to get it done today.

Doctor Who: The Multiverse (1x1 RP between Magic 223 and Black Ninja)

Plots:

Universe 1:

- Smith and Taylor [Complete]
- The Play (Current)
- Isla de Dragon
The Doctor and Miranda travel to the planet of the dragon men. However, things go terribly wrong as they are held hostage and tried for the crimes of the Time Lords.

Universe 2:

- The Snowmen [Complete]
- Doctor's Daughter (Current)

Doctor Who: The Multiverse (1x1 RP between Magic 223 and Black Ninja)

Universe 1


On her own without any backup to aid her, Miranda made it down the next flight of stairs. "Everything is going to be alright." She told the patients who were starting to mingle in the hallway. "Return to your rooms and wait for further instructions." Whether it was the uniform and tone or just the fact that they needed someone to take charge, the patients slowly obeyed. Walked over to the floor's nurses' station. "Keep everyone calm and in their rooms." She ordered.

"The moon." The nurse on station said pointing toward the window. "We are on the moon." She was a bit young, maybe twenty-one, twenty-two. Her eyes were a bit wide with hysteria and she looked as if she was going to have a melt-down.

Slamming her palm down on the counter, Miranda startled the nurse. "We don't have time for your hysteria, Nurse..." She looked at the young woman's uniform. "Taffard." She gave the young woman a calming smile. "You need to be brave. If you act frightened, the patients will sense it and get frightened. What we don't need now is a hospital full of frightened people. Can you do your job?" The nurse nodded, bravely. "Good." Miranda turned. Looking over the banister, she could see that the individuals in the lobby were getting out of hand. "Now, I have to go. Can you stay strong?" She asked the nurse. The woman nodded. Satisfied that she wouldn't start screaming, Miranda turned and walked on.

As she headed toward the stairway, she almost ran into a tall man wearing a blue pinstripe outfit and a tan overcoat. He didn't look like a patient and he was definitely not a doctor or part of the medical staff. Not in that outfit. A visitor? It really didn't matter. She didn't have time to waste. Smiling at her the man greeted her. She smiled politely back. "Sir, I need you to go into one of the rooms. Someone will come by and let you know when it is time to come out." Seeming to ignore her, the man had already looked away down into the lobby. Frowning, Miranda snapped her fingers in front of his eye. "Sir, did you..." Her voice trailed off as she saw what had caught his attention.

Large creatures were marching into the lobby. People were screaming. One of the creatures removed what looked to be a helmet reveling a the face of a a two-horned rhinoceros. Now Miranda had seen a lot in her time, but this. If they were not on the moon she might have thought it was a bunch of hoodlums causing trouble but this... No. This had to be something else. She had never really believed in extra-terrestrial. At least not visiting earth. With the vastness of the universe, it did make sense that there might be life out there but to visit a backwater planet like earth? Highly unlikely. Well, apparently they did decide to come.

"Blos so folt do no cro blo cos so ro." The alien rhino said. All the other aliens drew what looked to be weapons. This was not going to be good.

Watching the aliens, Miranda spoke sharply to the man. "Sir, go into one of the rooms now." She ordered. Not bothering to see if he obeyed she moved away, trying her walkie-talkie to see if it worked. But it was dead too. From her vantage point she saw one of the aliens push a human against the wall and shine a blue light into his mouth. The human cried something and the alien seemed to record it and play it back. Saying something, he shined a blue light on the man's forehead. After a quick second he marked the man's hand and moved on. Unsure at the intentions of the aliens and on her own, Miranda wondered what she was going to do now. Nobody had been killed yet. Maybe if she went down there she could help ensure that no one did get killed. But then again, who knew what the aliens wanted? They might just be marking everyone for something unpleasant.

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Universe 2


Still muttering to himself the Doctor walked back and forth in front of the snowman. He couldn't just leave. Whatever it was was taking children. No! He was retired. Vastra could handle it. She was a detective and all and should be able to solve this mystery. A voice startled him out of his thoughts. He looked over and saw a young woman. A barmaid at a guess. Nodding, he waved absently. "Hello." Realizing how stupid he looked walking back and forth muttering to himself he turned to go. "No. I'm retired." He finally muttered to himself. Then the girl continued the conversation. Stopping, he looked back. "Clara huh? That's a nice name. You should definitely keep it." He told her. Nodding once more, he turned to go. "Goodbye."

It wasn't that he meant to be rude, he just didn't want anything to do with people again. Or monsters. Or Vastra. He started to walk away and then stopped. Doing an about turn he walked back to the girl and the snowman. "That's quite a snowman you built here." He told her re-examining the snowman. He technically wasn't going to get involved. No. He wasn't going to do anything to find who was behind the missing people. Though, that had nothing to do with why he had come back. There was something about that snowman. Something off. When the girl denied she built the snowman he glanced sharply at her before re-looking at the snowman. "Hmm... Maybe the snow remembered how to make a snowman." He stated. Shrugging, he tipped his hat to the girl. "Goodbye."

Heading down the street he stops as a brougham carriage pulled in front of him. Sitting on the driver's seat, Strax looked down. "A ride for you sir?"

Scowling, he shook his finger at the Sontaran. "No. Tell Vastra I've had enough. Go back and tell her to figure it out herself. I'm done." He frowned at the short potato-headed alien. He frowned. "And have her look into the snowmen." He declared getting ready to go around.

Jumping down, Strax went over to him. "Sir, if there is something out there shouldn't we destroy it? Be reasonable!"

Waving him off. The Doctor continued on. "Not my problem." Going on, he started to whistle a Christmas tune as he made his way to the park. Annoyed, Strax got into the carriage and rode off. Glancing one way and then another, the Doctor paused in the middle of the park and then pulled down a ladder. Climbing up, he disappeared into the cloud, the ladder rising up behind him.

Doctor Who: Multi-Dimensional

Ah Crust making is difficult, so I hear. No reason to make it when you can get a descent one at the store *nods*
Unless you like to make it...in that case. :D

Did you lose all your homework when the program died or is it backed up somewhere? :|
Losing HW is never good. :(

No problem. She does seem like the friendly type to do that. *nods*. And it will work.

I hate that. You type up a lot of stuff and then next thing you know you lost it all. Well, it looks like you got a chunk up now: 22 paragraphs (including the short conversation ones) o_O. I will attempt to start at it sometime today but I'm not sure when I'll get a full response up. You were one a roll.
I'm sorry you had to retype it up though. :(