Run away, fly away, lead me astray...
Jet’s not in a very good mood at all, in fact her mood is not so much bad as atrocious.
She’s not an empathic person by any means but she can definitely feel every little tension that nearly everybody has and it’s getting her wound up.
So she’s packing, hasn’t decided if she’s going to be tracking down Torchwood, or demons, or fleeing to upstairs, or even just going to the park and setting up home in the tree again, she doesn’t care, she just needs to get out and away from angels.
Her door is shut, she’s shaking rather badly, her head is pounding… But she’d still be welcome to any company, or anybody telling her where they’re going so she can tag along.
She needs somewhere after all.
It’s Juni’s birthday tomorrow, she doesn’t exactly remember that and even if she did the mood would have been rather ruined anyway.
Or not, because Juni has a rather suicidal complex about such things and since she has no problems with angels she assumes that angels will find nothing objectionable with her, she also hasn’t had the point firmly drilled home that she can be severely hurt and even killed here.
She’s in the Common room, legs crossed, flicking through a book with a air of arrogance.
Not the best position for a wanderer to be in these days.
Liz is also packing, though with a slightly more confused air then Jet.
As it so turned out her shield was up when the confrontation between Romana and the Doctor took place, as it so happened the TARDIS’s mental barrage gave her the mental equivalent of a rather strong punch.
So she’s also in her room, looking dazed and almost confused, but still packing.
Somebody might want to make sure that she’s okay before she’s ready to go.
And finally there is Aria, Aria who has been just slightly changed by the wanderers around her, Aria who was one of the number one Romana fangirls…
Aria whose birthday has been completely ruined by this whole thing.
She’s in the park, scowling at the brave birds that are still actually hanging around near her, she’s definitely not happy at all.
She looks it.
She’s not an empathic person by any means but she can definitely feel every little tension that nearly everybody has and it’s getting her wound up.
So she’s packing, hasn’t decided if she’s going to be tracking down Torchwood, or demons, or fleeing to upstairs, or even just going to the park and setting up home in the tree again, she doesn’t care, she just needs to get out and away from angels.
Her door is shut, she’s shaking rather badly, her head is pounding… But she’d still be welcome to any company, or anybody telling her where they’re going so she can tag along.
She needs somewhere after all.
It’s Juni’s birthday tomorrow, she doesn’t exactly remember that and even if she did the mood would have been rather ruined anyway.
Or not, because Juni has a rather suicidal complex about such things and since she has no problems with angels she assumes that angels will find nothing objectionable with her, she also hasn’t had the point firmly drilled home that she can be severely hurt and even killed here.
She’s in the Common room, legs crossed, flicking through a book with a air of arrogance.
Not the best position for a wanderer to be in these days.
Liz is also packing, though with a slightly more confused air then Jet.
As it so turned out her shield was up when the confrontation between Romana and the Doctor took place, as it so happened the TARDIS’s mental barrage gave her the mental equivalent of a rather strong punch.
So she’s also in her room, looking dazed and almost confused, but still packing.
Somebody might want to make sure that she’s okay before she’s ready to go.
And finally there is Aria, Aria who has been just slightly changed by the wanderers around her, Aria who was one of the number one Romana fangirls…
Aria whose birthday has been completely ruined by this whole thing.
She’s in the park, scowling at the brave birds that are still actually hanging around near her, she’s definitely not happy at all.
She looks it.