WHO: Your Acting Mayor and OPEN
WHERE: City Hall!
WHEN: Sunday, May 8th through Thursday, May 12th
WARNINGS: None yet?
SUMMARY: Alex is doing his best to run things, feel free to bug him with issues, complaints, offers of help, attempted punches to the face, whatever!
FORMAT: WORDS, but make sure to mention when you're visiting in the subject line
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Perhaps there was a secretary or security person who tried to stop him even as he waved his psychic paper in their face which read: Agent John Smith CDC, but he breezed on past right into the mayor's office, slamming the door in anyone's face and pulling out his sonic to lock the thing up. Really, people had no idea how helpful he could be!
Spying the large leather chair behind the desk he practically bounced over and plopped down before proceeding to go through the desk drawers.
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He was angry enough that he had to keep himself from throwing his coffee mug at the door, instead taking a big gulp and setting it down before proceeding to bag on the door. "What the hell is going on in there? Open this fucking door!"
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"Alright, buddy, you better start making with the answe-- What the hell are you doing?"
He stomped up to the desk and started slamming the drawers closed, narrowly missing the doctor's fingers. "Who even are you?"
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He knows the Doctor hadn't mentioned anything about the kid volunteering, Alex offered that bit all on his own. Just in case.
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"Readings. Hopefully there's something that can reveal exactly what is going on and then we can work on how to fix that something." The Doctor paused and raised an eyebrow at the boy. "'Snooty nurse?'"
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He looked down with consternation at the mess that had become of the desk. This guy was no better for it than six-year-old Mitch had been. "But that fact of the matter is, we don't have any affected citizens here at City Hall. Only ones working here are myself and Rose, and we were teenagers before this whole thing started! Why don't you try asking the Network if anyone wants to be your guinea pig?"
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"I tried. Zatanna refuses to let me scan her charge, but there is a child who may volunteer. And what of you and Rose. She wouldn't happen to be a Tyler would she?"
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After a moment, he let out a chuckle as he realized who Zatanna's charge would be. It was only a few days ago that Alex left him with her. "Funny thing is, this'd probably be the only chance to get any scan of Hundred, he's never been too fond of being prodded."
He moved past the Doctor and took back his chair, which he spun around to face the other man; fingers netted, serious-face employed. "If you really want kids to help you out, an incentive would never hurt."
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"I don't bargain for help." He moved into a chair across from the boys and smirked. "How long can your little supply lines last? Should these 'children' never grow, or this anomaly spread, then what? There have already been instances of outsiders attempting to corner the market in the child trade. All these small ones running around with minimal support or care; some with powers that those without could only dream of...Your city is about to come to a standstill unless someone helps. I'm offering myself, no strings except for cooperation."
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He cocked his head to the side. "I'm not against cooperating with you, but as yet my influence over the City's children is minimal. I'm not here to lead them, just to provide a safety net. Me asking them to help you isn't likely to have much more effect than anyone else. I was merely making a suggestion as to how you could best bring them into your corner."
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So is this how it works Doctor? You never interfere with the affairs of other people or planets, unless there's children crying?
The Doctor leaned back and stretched his long legs. Really, these were rather comfortable chairs. He's have to see about getting some for the house.
"If not you then who? Leaderless humans tend to get into all sorts of mischief. Usually universe end kind. So far this universe has been very kind to this backwards water planet." He reached for his sonic but pulled out a floaty pen with a caveman inside of it. Grinning madly he jumped up and plopped the thing right in front of the boy. "Well, should the situation become dire just give me a ring. I'm much more available without my TARDIS around and there's only so much linear time I can take before I need a bit of
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"Ask any imPort, they'll tell you these kind of things rarely last longer than a week. Should that prove inaccurate in this case, I'll start putting structures in place to ensure a more permanent stability. Right now our priority is the safety and survival of our citizens, and we'll expand our efforts in that direction as the need arises."
He, of course, knew exactly how long this would last, but that didn't mean the contingencies didn't exist. He wanted this to look good, and there may have been some small but ignored temptation to put some of them into place.
He took the pen and regarded it with some curiosity, uncertain of what the Doctor meant by 'universe-ending mischief'. In his experience, it was usually corrupt leaders themselves who caused that sort of trouble, not their absence ( ... )
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"Oh, this and that. Rory's nearly alone at the hospital and someone decided it would be a fine idea for Jack to watch over children, so I suppose I'll have to help those two until you little crisis is over."
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