Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future, so you know what keeps me hanging around...

[leosarecynical]

Fall is coming to Chicago. The air is cooler, there are clouds thick in the sky (but not thick enough to be heralding rain just yet- just enough to be pleasantly cloudy), and while the leaves haven't started turning yet, the overabundance of pumpkins for sale and preemptive Halloween decorations give all the indication that the season is coming up

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[weallendupalone]

Maria is apparently the same kind of crazy as Aaron, and sneakier. Seeing as how she's managed to get past the police and is stealthily looking up at the flames and smoke and trying to figure out if she can actually be of any help in this situation.

She thinks, considering she can totally move an entire person in times of great stress (well, the once) and since the fire department seems to be moving way too slow (and because she's the Doctor in small, human, female form), that she really needs to help.

Aaron, if he sees her, could totally slip in the back way through the alley, like she did. It's easy enough to climb in that one unbarred first-floor window once you do that.

[nogettingback]

HEY, THERE IS A SMALL CHILD HERE. ...A small child who is better at this than he is. Aaron's not sure if he should be worried or insulted. He settles for a combination of both and heads the way she went in.

"You know, I didn't know there was a 'crazy people run into the fire' party," he says as soon as he joins her. "I would have brought streamers." He cringes up at the fire. "Guess it's too late to say 'go home, little girl, and leave this to the professionals, huh?'"

...Aaron's experience with teenagers in this city pretty much consists of Buffy and Tay (and Piper, but she doesn't count). He's really not going to push the matter if she's insisting on going into the burning building.

[weallendupalone]

"I'm not a little girl," Maria protests firmly, and pulls her sonic screwdriver out of her pocket, flipping it casually with a wicked grin. "And I've got a way to get in any locked door in the building. Want to help?"

...The Doctor, Junior Edition.

[nogettingback]

......

Whut?

Isn't this supposed to be the other way around?

....Is that a screwdriver?

Aaron holds up a finger and starts to verbalize some of those concerns and then she decides to just say fuck it. "Yeah, why not?" He shrugs.

[weallendupalone]

Maria glances around. Best point of entry seems to be a window right by their heads, if they're hoping to not be stopped by police officers, so she sets the sonic on it, unlocks it, and slides it up.

"Here, help me get in!"

[nogettingback]

Aaron really has no unearthly idea what's going on anymore. This is probably what most people feel like when they meet the Doctor for the first time, so Maria should feel honored.

He rolls his shoulders and kneels down, cupping his hands together to give her a stepping stool, still managing to look completely incredulous through everything.

"Please don't die. I'll be really unhappy if you die."

[weallendupalone]

Maria's glad for the stepping stool, and doesn't respond to Aaron except to grin and roll her eyes before using his cupped hands to lever herself up and through the window. The smoke isn't too thick on the first floor, but Maria stays crouched anyway - best not to take chances.

"All right, come on, it's empty," she says, poking her head out briefly.